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.
Merciless b@$t@rd$ – Took pity and posted this comment.
I like it! Very much. All of it.
– The Dude, abiding
Thank you. But may I ask who you are? I hope you aren’t some algorithmic demon bent on stifling whatever resistance I’m capable of mounting. 🙂
Whatever we do, or plan to do, always another out there who either tried it or did it successfully already.
You could be right.
“Of making many books there is no end … what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.” — Ecclesiastes (passages selected and rearranged to suit my purpose)
Lovely. Sorry it’s taken me a year to spot your comment and respond to it.