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My imagination likes to linger in certain places. This past month I've been returning to certain themes in much the same way that a tongue returns to the empty socket of a tooth that's been pulled.
In more than one story I've included tentacles, realities that bleed into each other, demented mentors, primal religious impulses, gleeful hedonists, and practical jokes.
In the coming month I'm anticipating stories about alien encounters and underprepared persecutors.
What's punching its way out of your brain these days?