Joanne Harris: mary did you come over to my house earlier Mary Shelley: no Harris: yeah, sure ya did Harris: don't you remember? Harris: you were kind of menacing lurking in the shadows at my threshold like some kind of uncanny inhuman doppelganger? Shelley: no Poe: that does sound like you, mary
Harris: remember you were acting all weird and off-putting like a bizarre simulacrum of humanity? Shelley: no Harris: like a fae or a demon or something? Shelley: no Harris: you were talking about how you're a big fan of Chocolat? Shelley: oh well that's true Shelley: i am a big fan of Chocolat
Harris: you said you loved chocolat and wanted to share a few honest thoughts Shelley: that doesn't sound like me Poe: i don't know, mary, you are known for sharing honest thoughts Shelley: no i'm not Shelley: i let me knife do the talking Poe: oh yeah
Harris: you said "Your stated goal, of dropping an exotic stranger into a small french village, is not just a gimmick. It is a sharp, intentional exploration of 'Sensuous and thought-provoking... subtle and brilliant' DAILY TELEGRAPH'." Shelley: Shelley: i never said that
Harris: You said "Chocolat isn't just 'Moody and atmospheric... a richly textured tale' INDEPENDENT, it's Truly excellent' LITERARY REVIEW." Harris: then you spoke in a series of incomprehensible glyphs Harris: also, i couldn't help but notice you used a lot of em dashes Harris: and had 25 fingers
Shelley: wait a fuckin second Shelley: i know what's going on here Harris: you do? Shelley: it's that fuckin AI doppelganger Harris: you have an AI doppelganger? Shelley: yeah, well, apparently
Shelley: i swear to fuckin hell Shelley: when i get my hands on that fuckin AI clone Shelley: there is gonna be so much stabbing Shelley: you won't even believe how much stabbing there's gonna be Harris: oh i believe it