What is that feeling where, after being with someone for years, you think you know that person, then you discover they own a rubber chicken, and you hate yourself for not owning one first?
The use of technical jargon as a way to establish authority is a current topic in my writing class. I have a lot of experience with this. For example, teaching my sister’s kids about the laws of thermodynamics: the relationship…
When people say, “oh, don’t worry, it’s bound to change,” do they realize they’re expressing a fundamental evolutionary reality, or should I still just punch them in the face?
I suppose it is weird that when remembering a scene in which one character bleeds to death in another character’s arms, you manage to go, “huh, that guy’s name is like some sort of historical allusion. Clever.” Then again, it didn’t seem…
Had a weird moment last night when I remembered that the character who died in Yossarian’s arms on that bombing run in Catch-22 was named Snowden. You know, just like the NSA whistleblower.