—There are moments when a typo is less a mistake than a disclosure. “Quite” appeared. We added “Not.” Between those two syllables lies the entire difference between fiction and reality. Fiction must be quite sensible. Reality is not quite anything at all. The following entries arrive courtesy of spellcheck, contingency, and the universe’s refusal to workshop its drafts. —the editors
The C-of-C-C Newsletter Not-Quites-of-the-Day:
[The following were overheard when the universe forgot it was being recorded]:
Would Tom Clancy have conceived that operational supremacy might falter—not at the hands of an adversary—but in the quiet rebellion of the ship’s own plumbing?
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We went forth to make the world like England; we found the world quite unwilling to resemble our fiction.
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We once fled from the psychedelic as madness. Now, in careful clinical doses, it is used to guide the depressed back to morning light. Fiction promises sense; reality sometimes requires a little chaos to recover it.
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Photograph taken on location at an Airbnb in Marin County. The listing sang of sylvan refuge and coastal enchantment; reality replied with a narrow ribbon of earth clinging to the cliff and a vertiginous stair swallowed by dusk. The house, once reached, justified the pilgrimage. *** “Madonn’. . . the story she write is nice, very nice. But reality? Is always more. . . how you say. . . creative. Stranger than the fiction, eh? Especially when you carry the luggage.” —Lefoto “Lee” Sfocato, Council Photographer
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