Rejected Passages from Never-Written Books

One occasionally encounters those who have learned skills that map to no lucrative career in an ongoing profession. For example, a Mr. J. N. Flynn was an eminently qualified psychic in a town that eschewed the very notion of his services. Recognizing that precognition required the ability to see (1) the future (2) in a crystal ball (3), he parceled-out these key competencies into separate trades: 1) optician; 2) watchmaker; and 3) jeweler.

Some might dismiss such tactics as the overreach of aggressive marketing – prestidiginflation, if you will. However, with a wave of his cape, some polish on his resume, and a few undisclosed loans repaid with Tarot readings for the mistresses of local bookmakers, Flynn presto/changeo-ed himself from unemployed seer to service entrepreneur.

And yet for all of his preternatural moxie, Mr. Flynn’s second sight precluded the insight to ask the obvious question: With all of my gifts, why am I hanging around in nineteenth-century Hagerstown?

Theoretically excised from the never-written book: Repurposing Life Choice Liabilities as Marketable Assests.