Chekhov’s famous book writing advice: "If you say in the first chapter that there is a rifle hanging on the wall, in the second or third chapter it absolutely must go off. If it’s not going to be fired, it shouldn’t be hanging there." Who is Mark? And why do WE have to unpack a suitcase that appears without warning. And then disappears.
I too have dallied with the notion of buying Oneonta's Octagon House - it is very charming (from the outside, at least).
Chekhov’s famous book writing advice: "If you say in the first chapter that there is a rifle hanging on the wall, in the second or third chapter it absolutely must go off. If it’s not going to be fired, it shouldn’t be hanging there." Who is Mark? And why do WE have to unpack a suitcase that appears without warning. And then disappears.
Mark is the guy who wrote the New Yorker piece? He doesn't own a rifle, far as I know.