And now the rain has reached the mountaintop, and the ridgeline is all translucent behind a veil of rain and mist, and I have a really good short story to read.
Look, ma. I found the glamour.
That's an excellent question, and I talk about some answers here.
More bracket notes that will haunt me forever, here.
(For first part of post, SEE FIRST ROCK.) (For second part of post, SEE PREVIOUS ROCK) THIRTEEN WAYS OF LOOKING AT A NARRATIVE, PART III 11)…