The novel

Not Scapegoat. The first one, still needing a final chapter, revisions, and edits. It is called Self-Sacrifice.

I note this here not because of the world-shaking import of the news, but so that I will think about it some more. I dunno why, but sometimes I can’t think about stuff until I say it aloud — or write it, which is the same thing.

Crossposted from Epinepherine & Sophistry

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