" How’s your boy?” he said. His accent was flat, and I assumed he was from somewhere flat, too. “He’s just started writing for the pellet stove industry,” my mother said. I did notice that she said “writing” and not “blogging.” But I also noticed some color in her voice, as though she were pleased enough to be reporting this news. “He has,” this man said in his flat, flat voice. My mother gave me, as a child, an illustrated Old Testament, and in that book there is an illustration of the Garden of Eden, and in that illustration the serpent is looking menacingly at Adam and Eve with its neck flared out. Well, my mother’s neck flared like the serpent’s as she spat this quote from John Calvin at the flat-voiced minister: “There is no work, however vile or sordid, that does not glisten before God. "

― Brock Clarke , Who are You, Calvin Bledsoe?