M of Witches Town @signalstation@witches.town
so long, witches.town
please forward all scrolls, message crows, and visions to: a.weirder.earth/@signalstation
mastodon is like the opposite of d day in that a bunch of americans are storming the beaches of france to escape a nazi scourge
YOUR NOVEL IS SUCH A POWERFUL AND INCISIVE WORK, BUT YOU'VE DECIDED NEVER TO RELEASE IT OR SHOW IT TO ANYBODY. WHY IS THAT?
During the writing process, I realized I was more interested in how we talk around fiction than the fiction itself. In some ways, the book tour, the interviews, the reviews—they're more important and impactful than the book itself.
I saw my peers' books get published, but I never read them. Why not remove that first step for my own novel?
“I have also heard that one of us may be an alien, friend. Do you suppose it might be Carl? Note how he tugs his skeleton around with paired muscle sets. It’s weird, right?”
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“Look, if one of us is an alien, then we all need to be tested. So let’s just line up in order by saliva color and we’ll get this figured out!”
Kicked around the idea of trying to self-summarize, but instead I settled on this truth: I prefer to listen more than I speak.
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