A book that wasn’t
Sometimes, past things are best left in the past. How so, you may ask. Well, earlier this year, I told you I was working on a brand-new fantasy book. Nothing to do with Prince Dietrich, nothing to do with zombies. A fresh start. Then, roughly 15 chapters in, I gave up. Overall, I felt the book wasn’t what it could be, and I didn’t want to hash out another generic good-vs-evil novel. After all, I can’t have double standards, can...
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