Whether this manipulability practically throbbing from The Hushing Days is good or very, very bad, I have no idea. My four-legged, furry muse is virtually mum on the subject, only giving me an enigmatic little smile whenever I beg her for answers. “Oh, you’ll see, young one,” her eyes gleam in a very Yoda-like way, “You’ll see.”
Excuse me, but I’d prefer just to be told.
Or a little written reassurance would do.
Would a thumbs up or thumbs down from the muse in charge be too much to ask for?… Apparently the answer to that is “Uh, yeah,” since my muse/dog has no thumbs.
Fine. Me and my waterbed-ish novel will go off and slosh now.
Anybody have some Dramamine?