after all those pope and vatican posts i feel like you should know. he's just died. on easter weekend too the timing is foul ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
And this is how I find out.
Unreliable narrators are one hell of an idea. You can just write whatever, and if a reader points out "hey the way this scene happened should not be physically possible if it's done the way this character described it", you can just be like "yeah I don't trust that fucker either."
Grackle with Chip
Yelena: Ava’s smiling, did something good happen?
Ava: Can’t I just smile because I feel like it?
Bob: Walker tripped and fell in the parking lot this morning
If megan thee stallion was on veggie tales she'd be a green onion called megan thee scallion
Wrong answers only.
Imagine you're driving and someone's stupid little car cuts you off swerving, driving like an absolute dickhead, and you honk at the car in entirely justified anger. Then you get stuck behind the same car at red lights, and while you're there the car's doors slam open, and 35 clowns come out to beat the shit out of your car with comically large mallets that wouldn't do much damage at all if there wasn't 35 of them.
You didn't even do anything wrong. You just disrespected the Holy Papal Clown Gang (not affiliated in any way with the Vatican or the catholic church) and for that they're going to teach you who's doing the fucking honking around here.
ultimately the truth about frankenstein is that we are all grotesque amalgamations of the best and worst parts of everyone who came before us. and sometimes the people who are supposed to love us because of and in spite of this will not. and we can kill them with hammers for that. and i think that’s beautiful