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Jeez, Trump the Shark, will ya?

Agree ... and you have the 'alternate history' problem.  You might get away with it if you don't name the individual and avoid the specific word 'tweet'.

I don't notice PoV subtleties that much, so long as the camera moves slowly, so to speak.  I see a continuum in Nicholas's series from deep 3P to true omniscient (not the same as 3rd-party observer, which sees all externals in a scene, but is not privy to any character's mindscape), but I don't notice it unless it doesn't seem to work.

Nicholas seems to write in a PoV that moves from a close 3P to a 3rd-party observer.  I have no problem with that so long as 'camera movement' is smooth and does not joggle the topic flow, which is my first concern.

Just started John McWhorter's =Our Magnificent Bastard Tongue=.  McWhorter's thesis is that English, nominally a Germanic langusge, has grammar and other structure shaped by Celtic and Cornish.

Yet we never see any part of the Grinch but his obsession until that point.  Is it that point that tells us that the Grinch doesn't -actually- hate the Whos?

Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer.

There's an inch of dust on that golden moldy.

You mean where mom and daughter meet during this part of the adventure?  I keep thinking of different ways for it to happen.  It will more likely be be bacon-saving, at least at first, and if it comes after Merran's visit-by-choice to Pike, you can expect sparks to fly.  Hmm, maybe what I need is some irony with the fury.

I would say that a gulch is bigger than a gully.  A gulch is big enough that you have to climb out of it; a gully can by small enough to step across.  Unless they make gullies differently on your side of town?

Dorothy Parker's 'pure as the driven slush'.

To replace the train, split your byline into two lines.

Find another name.  Second Eyes maybe, or Glimmerers.  Or borrow  a word from computer science and call them lookasides (from Translation Lookaside Buffer.)  Or maybe the window of the soul peering out.

So now all youse needs is da wise guise.

Jeepers Creeper! Where'd y'get those peepers?

14F.  Cold.  -4F.  Bitterly cold.  -22F with wind chill--that is seriously, dangerously cold.