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Let's just say it.
I'M FUSSY. I don't know exactly why this is, but I am.
Here are my thoughts on the matter:
1. Crappy books, like American Exodus by James N. Gregory, make me fussy.
2. Reading crappy books, like American Exodus by James N. Gregory, in rain and or snow makes me fussy.
3. Having an upcoming exam on a crappy book--like American Exodus by James N. Gregory--makes me fussy.
5. Writer's Block makes me fussy. Extra fussy. (American Exodus blows).
I just drank a large root beer in an attempt to cheer myself up. It didn't particularly help.
Maybe this will:
Dear James N. Gregory,
You sir, are the worst person ever. I understand that "The Dust Bowl Migration and Okie Culture in California" may be an important thing for many people to learn about, however, reading your book is similar to putting my face in a George Foreman Grill.
Cordially,
James Edwin Taggart Esquire III
I'm still fussy.
Dear Ray Allen Billington Prize Committee,
I am writing concerning your favorable review of a book titled American Exodus, by James N. Gregory. You refer to Mr. Gregory's work as "[a] masterpiece of reflection, imagination and research, a book that advances our historical understanding, with a narrative skillfully and vividly told" and "a testimony to what the historical profession and history are presumed to be about."
I disagree.
Cordially,
J.E. Taggart-Feldspar-Jones-Abernathy-McDougal-Douglass Jr.
Nope, still fussy.
Well, it was worth a shot.
love always,
-jim.
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