…when they have no choice but to learn everything about it?I was entering the lyrics to the Flame and Steel Black Flag song into the music program today (couldn’t remember one of the verses and had to go hunt down the scrap of paper I wrote it on… ended up finding it in my Scent of Spring binder ?!?!) and I walked into the kitchen caroling “…He without the strength to stay me, will be trampled as I pass…”
“Mom, what are you singing?”
So I obligingly started at the beginning. “I was born a pirate’s daughter, I was bred to take command. All I am I freely offer: warrior’s heart and killer’s hand…”
“Oh. It’s a Bonnie Anne song.”
Instant character recognition. That means I’m doing something right?
Dicing With Flames passed the 80 000 word mark today, and is now officially longer than Talking With Winds