Does every surgery battle have to end in a booze-fueled riot?
This installment's perfect sentence is... [drum roll]
“If you want more you can find me at the whorehouse your dad got fired from because he was so bad at his job!”
Did not expect that twist. Honestly seems like a better job application process than what I've gone through.
FUN FACT: The original draft of this book didn't have chapter titles, so I've just been pulling interesting or relevant phrases to use here, but I gotta say I'm having regrets about "yowling throng." It looks wrong every time I read it, like it should be "throwing long" or "howling thong" or something. Furious.
As soon as you said "anterior axillary fold" I thought, oh, great, to figure out what an anterior axillary fold is I'm gonna have to think back to my days in medical school (and it was days, hidden in the anatomy/dissection lab on a slab, which is actually a perfect hiding spot when avoiding your moneylender's muscle, who you know is easily creeped out) but then I realized I could just Google it.
Also, nice use of the word 'lurch'. Not only more popular than 'careen' but definitely more appropriate for a mob. Careen seems like something a vehicle might do.
Here’s what I love: it’s all so vivid. You are ace at dialogue and picking choice words but your scenes are so alive. I can see everything as it plays out. Splendid work, young man.