I know all about life imitating art, but I thought that in THE FOURTH HOUSE, I made my nominal bad guy, Rick George, three-dimensional enough that he wasn’t all that bad. Now some feller from Taqua (those of you in the know know I’m spelling it right) named Rick George goes and pushes his buddy 500 feet down a coal pit.
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Now that ain’t right.
The truth is, its hard enough walking off-road in Lantenengo County, doing all you can to avoid falling in a gypsy mine, without some guy named Rick George trying to push you off a cliff.
I gotta watch how I name my characters from here on in.