Fiction must hold together and make sense, real life doesn’t have to do any of that.

Wow. None of her fiction has made a damn lick of sense in YEARS. I literally snorted and rolled my eyes.


And oh God, I can only imagine her therapist. I imagine they just nod and smile, and then have a nice, stiff drink after she leaves. Heaven knows I would.

Also, the idea that she could have been grooming Jon....it's not outside the realm of possibility. I took a shower less than two hours ago, but these thoughts are making my skin crawl with the squick. Bleeeergh.....