Should We Ban Offensive Books?Hullo fellows, I was going through old drafts and found this. I decided at the time it was redundant griping and ignored publishing it, but…Feb 72Feb 72
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Published inThe Pro FilesQ&A with Auden WrightRecently (kind of), Ben Human asked me to do an interview as part of The Pro Files’ writer profile series. This also goes into my lack of…Apr 9, 20232Apr 9, 20232
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