I waited until my last semester of college to take Algebra, and then I flunked it. And then I got a tutor, and then I flunked again. Someone finally took pity on me, so that I could get my degree, and allowed me to enroll in some kind of remedial math class. Needless to say, da maths makes me sweat. This statement about conflict in a novel makes me want to try and locate my old tutor:
"The degree of believable contact contained in a a story or scene (x) is directly proportional to the level of reader interest in that same story or scene (y) and the span of the reader's attention (z)."
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