Maybe it’s ridiculous to even think about fiction right now. The White House is orange again, AI has its tentacles wrapped around our collective throat, California is still on fire, and I just told my accountant I’m not worried about retirement because I don’t like my odds of living that long. But still I think about fiction. If anything I think even mo…
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