A late night rant, that’s what this is. Rant against evil guiding hand. It’s the one thing that drives me bat-shit loony when I see it in published work.
I recently read a local, award-winning novel and was constantly slapped by its guiding hand. Here, let me explain what I’ve just shown you, and in case you didn’t know how to feel, let me explain that too. It’s all innocently done, the reading equivalent of a pat on the back. The book leads to a climactic scene, the author has set it up quite nicely, we’ve inferred what may very well happen next, but hey now let’s have the narrator tell you everything you’ve inferred.
Grrr and shame on the editor who skipped alongside, hand in guiding hand.
Lee, reaching for a New Directions, or a Dalkey Archive to numb the stinging.
Indistractable 
Name name! Warn others!
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Ha. Oh but everyone loves it, the caress of the hand. I was thinking it’s like going to the circus and here comes the trapeze act and look at how high they are how far they swing the tension is is is and now look at them show you the safety lines, the harnesses, the big springy net. (Ah,but I think someone used this analogy before.)
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