A Writer’s Vanity – It’s like magic, for crappy fiction

The other day, a mysterious package appeared at my doorstep. Suspicious, I kicked it a few times. Nothing happened. I bent over, took a look at the return mailing address and it was from one “Mary Robinette Kowal.”

Perhaps you’re curious about what’s inside.

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