Little Charlie Dickens? What are you doing here? It’s not your turn to guest blog yet! I’ve not even had a chance to introduce you to blogopus readers.
“I can’t go into a long explanation before company; but I couldn’t help it, upon my honour.”
That’s no answer—that’s a line from Oliver Twist! Do you never stop hawking your work?
“A man can well afford to be as bold as brass, my good fellow, when he gets gold in exchange!”
That’s a line from Martin Chuzzlewit. And no one said anything about gold. I thought you agreed to guest blog out of the goodness of your heart—
“Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pound ought and six, result misery.”
David Copperfield. Listen, that’s a lesson we in America are still learning the hard way. Nonetheless, we had a deal and it’s not my problem you move solely between reading and pub crawl. Maybe spend a night home once in a while. Watch The Mentalist and mind your pennies.
“Take another glass of wine, and excuse my mentioning that society as a body does not expect one to be so strictly conscientious in emptying one’s glass, as to turn it bottom upwards with the rim on one’s nose.”
Nose schmose.That’s from Great Expectations. I’ll thank you not to use lines from my favorite novel of yours to argue the merits of your habits with me, sir! We’ll take this up later—in private. Since you are here, why not close with a few words of encouragement for our readers, who will be hearing more from you once we work the kinkles out of our arrangement.
“Dreams are the bright creatures of poem and legend, who sport on earth in the night season, and melt away in the first beam of the sun, which lights grim care and stern reality on their daily pilgrimage through the world.”
Nicholas Nickleby. Lovely. You always manage to redeem yourself, Charlie.
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