Portrait of the Autobiographer as a Young Man

25 Jul

My God, it was the EIGHTIES, people! It’s totally unfair to judge anyone by how they were in the Eighties. Except, like, Reagan, and that chick who played Daisy Duke.

(Just a few of the many many many sentences I’ve reluctantly edited out of a story I’ve gradually cut from 3775 words to 1500. I have replaced a lot of the garrulousness with an actual plot along the way, which is, you know, nice and all, but I will always be fond of this narrator’s every utterance.)

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