Scenario: I post ‘Three Strikes vs. Magic Circles’ (see my last post) and no one notices. So I post a second, even more inflammatory diatribe, which no one remarks, and then another and another, each more hysterically indignant than the one before. No one reads any of them, much less reads my novels. Eventually they are all collected in a book I call RANT, which becomes a bestseller.
I die before that, and Sara lives happily ever after on the proceeds.
Note. I think I’ve returned to the wrong parallel universe. This world already contains a Chuck Palahniuk science-fiction novel called Rant, a former bestseller, though this one is subtitled The Oral Biography of Buster Casey.