blargh

You know when you’re reading, and a line catches your attention, and you think, “That *must* be foreshadowing. Right? Got to be.”

And then 60,000 words later you’re still on the edge of your (metaphorical) seat, all anxious, waiting for the big reveal, and it just — doesn’t happen. Everything’s fine. It wasn’t foreshadowing. Nothing to see here.

Which is — I mean, on the one hand, yay! No villains here; that’s good! But on the other hand — BUT WHO THE HECK LOCKED THE DOG OUT OF THE BEDROOM?!

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