It might be because I’m already reading something that’s ultimately about trusting other people and fermenting a strong belief in human kindness and compassion, but this is really doing something to me.
It’s called Dad’s Big Balls: A Bowling Story about a professional bowler and estranged father who wakes up one day with tragically tiny hands and is forced to fight his ex-wife for custody of his children in a bowling tournament while also being able to use only child-sized bowling balls.
I’m reading When They Cry, currently towards the end of Umineko, and for a series that features a character who self-describes as an intellectual rapist, it is surprisingly compassionate, almost religiously so.
Wow, this is really poetic.
It might be because I’m already reading something that’s ultimately about trusting other people and fermenting a strong belief in human kindness and compassion, but this is really doing something to me.
On the offchance, the word you want is probably ‘fomenting’.
Fuck! You’re right
What are you reading?
It’s called Dad’s Big Balls: A Bowling Story about a professional bowler and estranged father who wakes up one day with tragically tiny hands and is forced to fight his ex-wife for custody of his children in a bowling tournament while also being able to use only child-sized bowling balls.
I’m reading When They Cry, currently towards the end of Umineko, and for a series that features a character who self-describes as an intellectual rapist, it is surprisingly compassionate, almost religiously so.