I didn’t have a good answer for that. The most important things come to me as pictures, not words, more like a burst of sunlight than a little train of logic chugging from station to station. A guy I knew in high school could skim a whole novel in three hours; he said he somehow flashed on an overall impression of the page and didn’t have to read every line. Falling for Phil was kind of like that, only I wasn’t so sure the words were there to follow if I had to retrace my steps.
