Jameson Frame had oatmeal for breakfast. With raisins and honey and a little cinnamon. Jameson Frame ate slowly.
There was a time before his fortieth birthday, before he considered the power of words, of nouns, of proper names, syllable by syllable and letter by letter, when he was known simply as “James” and a time, years before that, when he had called himself “Jimmy.”
–Vinton Rafe McCabe
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