The old woman took a sip and started to cry. Arvin patted her on the shoulder. “Now, now,” he said, “don’t you worry about that pus-gutted blowhard.
This, to me, is a great example of the difference between consistancey and predictability in writing. The fact that I saw these events unfolding exactly as they did is not a sign of the story being trite and un imaginative as the label "predictable" would imply. Instead, it is a sign that Pollock has done a masterful job of characterization and world-building so that his characters behave consitantly and events in his story play out in a way that accurately stems from what has happened previously.
