The possibilities are terrifying
Aug. 30th, 2012 03:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceOkay, ignoring the debacle that is my mouth, I was just suddenly struck by a thought:
Oh. Maybe it's a race.
Left hand against right hand, mystery against YA, strictly alternating days to be fair and they'll race each other to the finishing line. Maybe that's what they're after...?
I didn't know books could be competitive, except for my time. Not with each other. And I'm still not sure I want to play along, I disapprove of the competitive instinct even in animated matter; but I'm glad I figured that out.
(And it would lend an extra spice to the daily metrics, watching one inch ahead, the other strain to catch up... But I'd be terribly tempted to cheat. Favourites would arise; I've always had favourites. And played them.)
Oh. Maybe it's a race.
Left hand against right hand, mystery against YA, strictly alternating days to be fair and they'll race each other to the finishing line. Maybe that's what they're after...?
I didn't know books could be competitive, except for my time. Not with each other. And I'm still not sure I want to play along, I disapprove of the competitive instinct even in animated matter; but I'm glad I figured that out.
(And it would lend an extra spice to the daily metrics, watching one inch ahead, the other strain to catch up... But I'd be terribly tempted to cheat. Favourites would arise; I've always had favourites. And played them.)