From the Jill Schwartz Memorial Library here in Sultry, Savannah, this is Obscure Season

3, Wuthering Heights.

I am loathed to even say the name of the book out loud because I have stirred up so much

controversy in this election, much to my chagrin, but I have started this season with

a massive fuck up.

And if you want to hear me fuck up in real time and who wouldn't, I would encourage you

to go to patreon.com slash michaelianblack and listen to what I'm calling episode zero

because I just could not think of that as the official start to the season.

But the gist of it is that I promised an American title to all of you.

And I thought this book and I thought the Bronze Tays were American.

I mean I don't know what to tell you.

I'm literally illiterate.

So you know, like William to come to Sherman, I make an announcement and I say I'm going

to do something and well then you just march forward and you just do the thing, you

know.

But at the same time, like Colin Powell, you don't want to go into battle under false

pretenses.

So it's a real conundrum.

So I spent the week agonizing.

This is michaelianblack by the way, your friend, your host, your era lover, your literary

mansplain or in chief and georgionologist and host of obscure.

Just trying to figure out what to do.

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