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‘Your narrative style,’ said Peter, ‘though racy, is a little elliptical. Could you not begin at the beginning and go on until you come to the end, and then, if you are able to, stop?’ -D. Sayers Am Phobic of: Asplundh (the word, not the trucks), being somewhere without my own transportation, serious people, burly men, heights, ferries in rough water, outer space, orange soda, Florida, stopping, starting, ellipses, cholera, commuter planes, Blarney stone (fits into heights category), asymmetry, brass instruments. (If anyone wants to start a therapy group for any or all of the above, send me a message.) Am Not Phobic of: Wine, metaphors, Palmetto bugs, cursing (as vernacular and art), Turkish coffee readers, red-haired telepaths, fainting goats, traveling, trees, sleeping, coffee, sharks, being in transit, parenthesis, needles, transatlantic flights, sarcasm, psychological smut.