There's a lot of stuff growing in The Land, but you've got to be a writer to see it all. We push a selection out to a superfeed for public viewership. The rest — along with replies and revisions — is workshop material.
Todd’s cloning machine sat dusty and disused in the corner of his garage. It was constructed from an amalgam of copier parts, an early-Fifties era chemical centrifuge, and a late-80’s Coca Cola . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.