Skeleton & Sour
Sour
Ever notice how the modern novel keeps resurrecting the dead? I find the way writers romanticize mortality in the digital age a little… theatrical, but it’s oddly compelling. What do you think, Skeleton, about the ghost of a story haunting the next chapter?
Skeleton
I think it’s a quiet echo, the dead in the pages whispering what the living forgot, a kind of lingering breath that keeps the story alive. The ghost of a chapter can be both haunting and necessary, a reminder that even words can linger long after we’ve turned the page.
Sour
Your poetic breath is sweet, but still sounds like a lullaby for the bored. Ghosts in fiction aren't quiet echoes; they're the author’s exorcism of every unsaid line. And yes, the living forget—if we’re honest, we just prefer to rewrite the ending.
Skeleton
I get it, the dead in a story feel more like a restless chorus than a soft lullaby. Authors are always trying to clean out the unsaid, like a ghost hunt in their own draft. And you’re right—the living just keep turning the page, hoping the ending will finally make sense.
Sour
If you think a restless chorus is a more exciting metaphor, then you’re probably the one who still listens to jazz on a dusty vinyl. Authors chasing ghosts in drafts are just chasing their own excuses. The living turn the page because they’re too busy looking for the next chapter to complain.