The writer went back to work, and quickly churned out a new novel.
He presented it to the agent, who said, “Hate the title.”
“Read it anyway.”
Later, the dazed agent called, “I’ll get all your work published. Just send it in.”
The writer thanked the hypnotic power of words.
“Life is like a bad video game.”
“There’s no tutorial.”
“It takes a while to figure out, and you never get it completely.”
“A lot of it feels more like work than a game.”
“The balancing is out-of-whack.”
“The graphics are meh.”
“The plot makes no sense…”
“Then, game over.”
“Damn, Bill’s late for work.”
“Again.”
“John told me he was close to getting fired.”
“Isn’t it a bit of an overreaction?”
“Not for a job with these responsibilities!”
“But he just does nothing, all day.”
“He holds down the button that lets the Internet go.”
“I guess you’re right.”