I have finished my first novella. But it may be a while until it is seen, as I'm vacationing soon.
The revelation is too deep. What are any of us to do but sit relax and trust in the mother creature to oversee our new destiny. If we suck from her nipple, I'm sure it will all make sense.
A preview from my upcoming short story
A stream of conciousness rant I wrote sitting in the middle of a mall, surrounded by near-christmas consumerism. I don't really know what it means.
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