Hey, so I’m back on this already! I read Chapter 24 and chapter 25
last night. They’re both mercifully short, but irritating in content. Shall we?
The next
day, I receive an envelope in the post, with my name and address written in
Billy’s handwriting. I think about not opening it and just burning it straight
away or shredding it, but curiosity gets the better of me.
Ugh, I hate it when books use letters to
explain emotions because the writer is too lazy to have the characters
communicate properly (we’ll ignore the fact that I’ve used this technique, but
STFU, mine is done over 6,000 miles, so I have an excuse) I’m fine if it’s a
love note, or there was one book called 13 little blue envelopes where this
girl followed instructions left to her by her aunt. That was pretty cool, and
the aunt had died but wanted her niece to enjoy life. She sent her travelling …
anyway, so I’m a little pissed off that Billy and Me has gone down this route.
I don’t care that Billy bothered to write your name, or that you almost shredded
his precious words, you vindictive bitch.
I’m so over Sophie right now.
Inside the envelope is a photo, of that
weekend Sophie’s mum came down with Molly. It’s in black and white, so Billy’s
a bit of a hipster poser. Did he instagram it first? Anyway, Sophie really
analyses the photo. I’m not doing it for you here, I’m not going to torture you
with a quote. You can imagine, I’m sure, that she’s analysing Molly and then
spelling shit out for us.
Don’t touch me, Giovanna! Also, now you’re wrecking my awesome
cover art idea for the uprooted series. Eat me.
Seriously, it’s the mark of an insecure author to explain intent.
How long ago did I get this shit? Chapter 8? And 16 chapters later, you’re
scared I didn’t get it. So you have to explain. I just … if this happens in my
novel, shoot me. Call me shit. Unless it looks like a character is having some
kind of epiphany, then it’s intentional, and it’s them gearing up for the next
part of the novel. I’m seriously pissed when a writer sits there going ‘did you
understand my reference here? I thought it was so good, I’m going to spend too
long on it!’
Your readers are smarter than that, trust me. If they’re reading a
book, they probably read a lot, and they can connect the dots. And if you need
to do it for you, then you really need to sort your shit out as a writer. Or
give up trying to do it for anyone but you.
Anyway, once Sophie gets off over-analysing Molly to death, she
does the same about her own image in the picture, for fap purposes I guess?
There’s a note on the back, and it’s a quote from Jane Eyre. Which, if you
remember, is the only book Sophie’s actually read, or something.
If there’s anything I hate more than the note thing, or the
picture-analysis because who knew their feels at the time? It’s quoting better
works in your shoddy piece. And now I feel dirty because I didn’t like Jane
Eyre and I just bigged it up (in context, yes, but still). So even though it’s
short, it has like, a trifecta of bad-author devices. That’s some skill you got
there, Giovanna.
Anyway, so of course Sophie bitches about how Billy probably never
reads (he has to learn lines, he reads far more than you) but how of course the
quote was fitting for the picture. She stares at the picture for hours
and the next day, there’s another envelope. Another picture – this
time of a scene we didn’t see, where Billy and Sophie were messing about in
Trafalgar Square and posed by the lions, groping each other as someone else
took the photo. Apparently, there was no drama about Billy then. Anyway, same
deal as before, a Jane Eyre quote on the back after a really long analysis. The
quote fits, apparently. It’s when Rochester actually says something nice to
Jane, I think, but it doesn’t describe either of them.
And that’s it. The end of chapter 24, the end of part three, and
giving us only 8% left of the story. I don’t know whether to be happy it was so
short, or mad about the content. Chapter 25 is just the same … fair warning ;)
Except, chapter 25 has a poem, so we all get to vom!
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