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I first met Mab when we were in middle school and I hated her. She was really nice to me. Said hi to me in-between classes. Smiled at me a lot when she spoke to me. Real earnest shit. It made my skin crawl. Becoming friends with her wasn't any better. Mab is the kind of ride-or-die bitch that wears her heart on her sleeve, is very open with her feelings, like to hug the people she cares about. I have feelings, big ones even, but it takes me about a week to figure which ones I

I always knew that the hardest part of writing a book was not going to be writing the book, but selling it. It'd be too much to ask for a world where all I have to do is shoot it out of a cannon hope the right audience finds it. I guess that's sort of what I'm doing by posting about it on the internet but it doesn't actually involve a cannon so it's categorically worse. I will say I wasn't expecting AI to be such a presence in my line-up of personal difficulties. I mean, I w