If I let even a single syllable of what’s been running through my head the past couple of days out and onto a screen, I’mma have the fucking Secret Service at my door, and I don’t need that kind of aggravation right now. So instead all of my books are free this weekend— including Balremesh and other stories, for the first time–and here’s a picture of a kitten.
(Also, if you’ve read any of my books, especially Balremesh, I am explicitly and openly begging for reviews right now. Seriously. Please.)