It’s like I’m just *giving* them away!
Dearly beloved, I’ve been asked to say a few words.
Look, I want cool costumes, technobabble, and someone pondering humanity’s place in the universe.
A thing you can read and write a thoughtful review about
“If I were human, I’d fear heart disease more than you. You know, the silent killer. Clogged arteries don’t play Billy Joel.”
If you want to see the cover you have to click. Because I said.
The trick is offering people the right carrot. That carrot is money.
At some point, you just have to settle into yourself.
Before you can slice a ray of sunlight in half, someone first has to leave you tied to a tree for a week. So I’m told.