RE: Cloudsea
06-13-2017, 01:28 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-13-2017, 01:29 AM by NotABear.)
Oh. No. Of course not. You look at the book. You're not really sure what- Well you know EXACTLY what came over you. You get right to what seems like the climax of a good story and it ends abruptly. Good way to get money out of people, you suppose. You close the book and gently place it down on your bedside table, in the 'read' stack. Reaching out to grab one from the 'unread' stack... Maybe one of the Jade Mantis stories? Supposedly, William was quite fond of them. You always found them a bit too slow when you were younger, but you have learned to better appreciate a slow buildup.
Certainly better than the Burgundy Von Happenstance series. They were hilarious, but you get the feeling that the Histicions were always writing less than they really could... and they felt like they were playing him off as a gag character, instead of the mysterious spy he really was... Oh! Or maybe you could read-
*GRORBLBML*
... But! Books aren't food. Not for your stomach at least. You quickly come to an agreement with yourself. Wash up. Then put on some proper clothes then...
Then... What? You stare at your door for a moment.
Have- Have you ever had a moment where something interrupts your thoughts, and it's like everything has just slid out of your head? You can't even remember where you were planning on eating... Was it...
The kitchen of your home? Or maybe the boarding house cafeteria? Or was it the barracks mess hall? A shop down the street? Why is it so hard to think?
Certainly better than the Burgundy Von Happenstance series. They were hilarious, but you get the feeling that the Histicions were always writing less than they really could... and they felt like they were playing him off as a gag character, instead of the mysterious spy he really was... Oh! Or maybe you could read-
*GRORBLBML*
... But! Books aren't food. Not for your stomach at least. You quickly come to an agreement with yourself. Wash up. Then put on some proper clothes then...
Then... What? You stare at your door for a moment.
Have- Have you ever had a moment where something interrupts your thoughts, and it's like everything has just slid out of your head? You can't even remember where you were planning on eating... Was it...
The kitchen of your home? Or maybe the boarding house cafeteria? Or was it the barracks mess hall? A shop down the street? Why is it so hard to think?