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I’m excited for this one.

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Same

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Thanks, Ben. This one’s a little different, although it shares the same DNA.

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I don’t know what a knuckleball is, and it doesn’t matter. This is pure delight, full of twinkly turns of phrase that seem effortless because they feel more like living than writing.

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I had a similar reaction :)

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“Afterwards, thousands of workers lined up to kiss the Beetle’s hood ornament goodbye. It was a birth then a funeral.” Ooh, maybe ‘the yips’ is a contagion, picked up when everyone kissed the Beetle, then mutated . Well, I would not be at all surprised. Here in VT, there are many Beetles put out to pasture in the farm fields, some ,in groups of three or more, looking quite suspicious.

So many great sentences, Adam. This one is my favorite ;

“Reginald Perry’s first pitch was a bee pulling out her landing gear and dropping inside a tulip.”

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If you have pictures of those forlorn Bugs, I’d love to see them!

There’s some story DNA in that first paragraph. 🤐

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Is there such a person as a yip exorcist?

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yes and no. but you have a few pages until we get to the exorcism itself.

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Oh, God! I hope I never get the yips.

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Don't read any further!!! 😄

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Soundtrack. Another problem to check off the todo list.

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Good lord, the yips sound absolutely terrifying!

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Right?! When it came to the part about how knowing would more likely bring them on, I had to brave on.

Adam, can they transfer to other skills? 🫨

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You already have them.

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Yippie!

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Re: photos, check your DM.🧐

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