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I used to think the world was against me.

Then I got older. Good things happened. Bad things happened. Some years, nothing happened at all. And somewhere in there, I noticed something strange: a few of the worst things that ever happened to me turned into some of the best things that happened to me.

Not things I would’ve chosen. Not things I’d wish on anyone. But I can’t argue with where I ended up.

I write about all of this, the crime cases, the letters, the messy path to actually building something, over at stauntonpress.blog. Come find me there.