Secrets and Fictions

What with the exigencies of parenting and having a day job and everything, I haven't been producing fresh wordage at the prodigious rate I did while I was in Los Angeles. I haven't slacked off entirely, though. I did a thousand-word essay on Wednesday, which will appear under a byline not my own to serve as publicity/extra material for a novel that also doesn't bear my name. (I thought, being pseudonymous, that I wouldn't have to do any publicity for this particular project. But, alas.)

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