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Seamus Finnegan and the Year He Blew Shit Up By Accident.

Seamus Finnegan and the Year He Blew Shit Up By Accident.

Seamus Finnegan and the Year He Blew Shit Up By Accident.

Seamus Finnegan and the Year He Blew Shit Up By Accident.

Seamus Finnegan and the Year He Blew Shit Up By Accident.

Seamus Finnegan and the Year He Blew Shit Up By Accident.

Seamus Finnegan and the Year He Had Permission To Blow Shit Up.

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I should quit school so I can become an intelligent person.

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“The barriers between reality and fiction are softer than we think; a bit like a frozen lake. Hundreds of people can walk across it, but then one evening a thin spot develops and someone falls through; the hole is frozen over by the following morning.”

— Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair

“After all, reading is arguably a far more creative and imaginative process than writing; when the reader creates emotion in their head, or the colors of the sky during the setting sun, or the smell of a warm summer’s breeze on their face, they should reserve as much praise for themselves as they do for the writer - perhaps more.”

— Jasper Fforde, The Well of Lost Plots

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