the horrors of this novel are far too relatable to me. to the average reader, perhaps they will find love in politics discussion, or religion analysis, or just being a fan of deserts. However, i was born with a rare disease called "ambulatory rthmicus" and with every step of my body, i have an infectious... i mean a literal infection, that causes me to break out into dance step. yesterday in going to my car, a somewhat simple affair for most, i ended up recreating the entirety of the music video of Weapon of Choice by Fatboy Slim (featuring Willem Dafoe).
im literally haunted by ear worms and after reading this book: sand worms. last night i had a dream in which i was doing the charleston in the desert and 2 giant worms whom i feared were about to strike me down... well they began dancing along with me. i didnt know whether to be afraid or to enjoy my new friendship. however... i soon began a new experience... jealousy. the worms swayed with a skill and of some repute that i was imcapable of.
to add to my horrors, i was born with 2 left feet