Keittiössä sattuu & tapahtuu
Mikä kumma kurkistaa keittiön ikkunasta?
My standard for verisimilitude is simple and I came to it when I started to write prose narrative: fuck the average reader. I was always told to write for the average reader in my newspaper life. The average reader, as they meant it, was some suburban white subscriber with two-point-whatever kids and three-point-whatever cars and a dog and a cat and lawn furniture. He knows nothing and he needs everything explained to him right away, so that exposition becomes this incredible, story-killing burden. Fuck him. Fuck him to hell.
Believerin sivuilta löytyy pidempikin pätkä, jossa ko. mielipidettä myös perustellaan.
Jussi, lainaatko tuon lehden, kunhan olet saanut sen luettua?
A boring subtext, about the wisdom or otherwise of actually uttering Voldemort’s name, meanwhile robs the apotropaic device of its force.
apotropaic (adj) : having the power to prevent evil or bad luck – The Boy Who Lived