I had never flourished in a crisis. I was one of God’s natural ditherers, much given to the wringing of hands and the writing of unhelpful lists. I did not dither now, though, nor wring my hands. I did compose a brief and unhelpful list 1. Report the theft of a nonexistent book to the police; 2. Search the room for clues, as they are always doing in novels; 3. Weeping fit??, but I did not even bother to write it down
— Nov 22, 2025 06:26PM
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