He’s really not that bad, people are just mean

People make fun of “It was a dark and stormy night,” but you know what? He fucking established the scene in seven words. He didn’t prattle on for thirty pages about the fucking wallpaper, like some Victorians could.

“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.”

It straight up tells you what’s up. Here’s the weather, here’s the setting, God forbid you set a tone

Have you ever tried reading a Don DeLillo novel

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