Sometimes I bounce off of books without ever properly disliking them, including books I expect to like. I've had this happen a few times now with very different stories. It happened with Too Like the Lightning on my first read. It has happened twice with The Count of
(Major spoilers for Too Like the Lightning. Read it. Or listen. The audiobook is excellent.) 1. Bridger, a 13-year-old boy Mycroft discovered with the magic power to make representations or symbols into the real deal: "miracles." 2. Redder, Bridger's imaginary friend. Dominic Seneschal brutally murdered Redder
(Minor spoilers for Too Like the Lightning. Names may be spelled wrong because I am listening to the audiobook, not reading.) Too Like the Lightning pre-reveals the identity of its Anonymous far before it officially reveals it. I don't think this is even supposed to be foreshadowing, because
(Or at least, they are worse when you don't recognize most of the information being summarized.) In a course I'm taking, I saw a graphic today that's supposed to summarize a nonlinear process and found myself anxious. There are five blocks and each block
The hardest part of timeboxing is cutting out the parts that you were hoping to do, or that you Ought To Do. That is: The part where you have to accept the quality you can produce in, say, 15 minutes, instead of letting the task balloon out to an hour.