Dark, soulful tales that haunt long after the last page.
If you’ve been following along on the blog, you know I’ve declared 2026 an all-out campaign year. February looked less like a glorious cavalry charge and more like digging trenches and stockpiling ammunition. Books were released. Manuscripts were forged. Ads were tested (and paused). Newsletter lists were built. Strategies were refined. A few coins rattled…