Back when I was in grad school, if you were trying to write
a paper and just spitballing ideas, a professor would ask you ”So what?” Basically, they wanted you to justify what
you were trying to create. I hate to be
overly critical, but I don’t think O’Malley really answers that with this
finding-yourself road trip meditation.
It was passable, but ethereal, a snowflake on my consciousness that has
since passed. There is a passage near the
end, the character is narrating the rest of the trip, and she says “Generally
the rest of the story was probably more interesting if you were there and the
jokes seemed funnier at the time.” I think this is true of the whole endeavor.
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