One thing about “Ashland” is that, even as I’m daydreaming about it, I feel like it must have been done a hundred times. A million. Everything seems so cliched. Of course X. Which lead to y.
Which is why it keeps weirding me out that I can’t find any Southern haunted house stories.
It’s my favorite grad school phrase! “Always already!” It seems like there always already had to be a story like this.
Its absence is eternally confusing to me.