Notes From the Wasteland No. 32 ‘Where Do All My Words Go After They’ve Been Written?’

I once wrote a short novel about an intergalactic demon that was summoned when all the words and phrases that the world had meant to type into a search bar but didn’t because the cursor wasn’t in the search bar when the words were typed coalesced somewhere to form the demon’s name and summoned it […]

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