feotakahari

I’ve read your posts about how the kinds of characters I like all bore you. This is the first time I’ve read one of your stories, but you were pretty proud of it, so I figure it’s representative. It’s about a misanthropic twit who gets himself killed while trying to live forever, and about a prig who watches and judges with only the vaguest investment in anything that happens. This is your idea of how not to be boring?