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This one might turn out okay, but it's a bit of a departure from typical goblin lore, too much of a departure if you're asking me.

“Anti-racist politics has become a facile “representation” game that involves appeasing the fragile sensitivities of a vocal few claiming to represent the whole community. It is about harassing artists and writers, demanding that they conform to “right” ways of representing the community.” —Priyamvada Gopal, “Anti-racism has to go beyond a facile representation game”

'They are actually larvae, as Doctor Grave often corrects me. Larvalwyrmen, he calls them. They get much larger as they age, as testified by a mummified example suspended in the Theater by five iron rods—it is nigh a fathom long. When he sees these embryonic larvae Grave becomes emotional, stroking their skins as if to comfort them. He would nurse them to maturity if he could..'

'“Penis!” you yell. “Penis, are you there?!? Answer me, Penis! Say something goddammit!” It’s no use kid, he’s gone. Dead as a rock. You’ve gotta move on now, kid. And ya better get used to it too, cuz life among genitals is cruel cruel cruel.'

So I'm 28% into this book and I still have no idea what's going on.

I scratched my head at this title forever. 'Why would the author name it something so generic?' Now I get it. Golf course, Golf Curse.

The dude's right to check his wife the way he just did on page 133. I'm sure he'll apologize and beg for forgiveness a chapter from now, but Pat, you wrote the bitch this way. Let her take her medicine.

Very disappointed there's a hundred percent lack of flea torture so far.

eyes glowered coldly at the wolfer, smoldering with an ugly meanness. “Mister, you just went down a notch or two in my good graces.” Timber Gray knew he should have let it go at that, but he just couldn’t seem to pass up the urge. “You’ve been at the bottom of mine from the very start,” he said.

Kelly, Ronald. Timber Gray . Macbre Ink Digital. Kindle Edition.

eyes glowered coldly at the wolfer, smoldering with an ugly meanness. “Mister, you just went down a notch or two in my good graces.” Timber Gray knew he should have let it go at that, but he just couldn’t seem to pass up the urge. “You’ve been at the bottom of mine from the very start,” he said.

Kelly, Ronald. Timber Gray . Macbre Ink Digital. Kindle Edition.

“Okay, human caffeine man. You should know that I don’t plan on being here for long. I will soon go back to my home with the stars. You see, I am meant for big things, much bigger than you could even imagine. I am somewhat of a god to you.” “Yeah, sure,” Lucas said. “Fine. Just like all my other employees.”

What an unlikeable mom/wife in this one. I actually agree with the people that are shadowing her. 'Don't be so selfish and let your family have fun for one weekend.' Yeah, bitch. Stop fantasizing about running away from a family you chose to have. There are real women like this out there, only most of them don't have character arcs. They just flat out never change.