knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit
wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad
That was deep
philosophy is wondering if that means ketchup is a smoothie
That was deeper.
common sense is knowing that ketchup isn’t a damn smoothie you nasty
She says excuse me neatly like they taught her
I really, really like the word “neat.” Sorry I use it so much. Just kidding, I am not sorry at all.
Augh, Helena saying “excuse me” more like stab me in the heart. SHE’S SO POLITE EVEN WHEN SHE’S THREATENING PEOPLE OR COVERED IN BLOOD…….
– do not draw attention to yourself you are a knife you’re nothing to me be polite you are God’s messenger act like it kill Sarah act like it stop slouching Helena –
Like I said: I had so much fun with these sections. I don’t know what to say about this, except I like it. That run-on. It’s a little bit like how my brain works, leaping to tangentially-related concepts.
I’m not sure I like the “stop slouching Helena” at the end, but I needed to tie it back to the initial idea.
but she thinks the effect is ruined a little by the blood on her mouth, the blood on her shirt.
Yeah, nice try being polite when you are absolutely smothered in blood, you puffy marshmallow nerd.
Repetition is still one of my favorite writing devices. It’s so good for lending emphasis to things.
She wants to say: it is Sarah’s blood, too. She cannot quite manage it.
Can she physically not manage it, or can she just…not bring herself to talk about Sarah? I am leaving that to you, O glorious reader.
She says my sister instead,
I was like “oh frick I need to actually incorporate the thing she actually said, huh. That is a thing I need to do.”
"…But this doesn’t give the tone I want."
"Then I will leave out the parts that aren’t related and pretend it is a stylistic choice."
because they should know, they should know
[winks at camera]
that when they pull the bullet out of her chest that it has her sister’s fingerprints on it, that her sister’s fingerprints brushed, for a brief time, against her heart.
Like all the best things I’ve written, I have literally no idea where this came from. I was just writing and then I was like “why would Helena mention her sister? What do they need to know about her sister? Well, they need to know her sister shot her. Why?”
"Would Helena want to keep the bullet? Why?"
"Well, Sarah touched the bullet."
[pilot voice] chapter 6 of the longest night is now approaching 9000 words we are not prepared for this