Few things are as annoying as the feeling of certitude. Sure, at a distance certitude is a great feeling to feel. But sometimes I feel like I have too much of it, to be honest. And it makes me very suspicious that whatever it is I feel certain of is likely wrong, or at least not quite right.
But that can’t be right either, can it? The certitude about uncertainty also doesn’t quite add up. It’s enough to make you nervous. Well, it’s enough to make me nervous at least. What to do? Remain up in the air and undecided on everything, hoping for better evidence to emerge, more facts to come to light? That way surely lies madness.
Or does it? I wouldn’t be so certain.
Good morning! The cover of this book caught my attention in a way it would not have were it not for you all. It quashed any overthinking.
I am 7 chapters into the audio version and it is satisfyingly distracting. Wil Wheaton as narrator adds so much I can not imagine just reading it.
https://us.macmillan.com/books/9780765389220/startervillain
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NycsZ-t_CkM
Manul!