Cover for the 2nd volume

Step by step I'm closing in on the finish of publishing A Place of Safety. Soon I'll just need to figure out how to sell it. I know I'll never make my money back on it, but that's not important. Having the story out and available is. So next comes publicity.

I'm already publicizing it in Ingram's catalogue. And I'm planning a website where I'll have it done for me because I suck at designing one. Clumsy and simplistic is my high end.

I'm taking tomorrow off from social media. It's too fucking depressing and wrecks my will to create in today's political climate. I know enough history to understand shit like what the MAGAt Class is pulling has been happening since the dawn of civilization...I even reference it at the end of Home Not Home when Brendan talks about the story of the Six Nations in Canaan, sometimes called the Seven Nations. They used God as their excuse to exterminate entire peoples, and wrote that as if it was a good thing.

Something else...in 2018 I wrote Underground Guy, a murder mystery being told by Devlin Pope, who is not a sweet kind man. One part of it deals with an asshole like DJT-Jr ripping off Devlin's family and nearly driving them bankrupt, as well as almost driving his brother to suicide.

What Devlin does to get their money back is NSFW, but prior to it is a meeting between him, the asshole (whom I named Griffin Faure), and their lawyers...where Faure's side lies and threatens and stonewalls...but finally agrees to a partial settlement. Not because it's the right thing to do but because Devlin uses their own lies against them. Gets just as hard in their face as they're getting into his. Even so, it's only enough to keep his company solvent till they can regroup.

This stemmed from stories I'd heard about Felon47 driving contractors bankrupt, to the point a couple killed themselves. That's 7 years ago and fairly well-known, yet the MAGAt Class still worships that man, despite how he's hurting them. I've come to see it's a defect in the human race to be like this. To follow the liar and spit on those who tell the truth...and that really depresses me.

The legend of Cassandra also comes to mind, and that's from before the Trojan War. So I'm working on uploading New World For Old to Ingram and prepping the website, tomorrow, and ignoring the world as best I can. I need the time to regroup, emotionally.