Where the Truth Goes to Die.
Until recently I was in the habit of attending a writers forum every Monday. The group was made up of poets, short story writers, journalists and would be novelists. The conveyer of our group was a wise elderly lady who in terms of the written word, knew her stuff. Primarily I am a creative writer of short stories and poetry.
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Yep,very much on the money. The observation is apt that Bolt serves the function / is trapped in the role of pornographer to his followers.
He also has the role of palliative nurse to their fading critical powers,sedating them with the familiar. He’s always there when another one gives up the struggle to think for themselves.