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Fourth chapter of Web Fiction and first foot note

The fourth chapter of "Agent Shield and Spaceman" is now available! If you are just discovering this web fiction, you can start the story at the beginning, here.

The basic idea for this story comes from a role-playing campaign I wrapped up nearly a decade ago. The novel itself bears some resemblance to the first story arc of that campaign, which my friends and I referred to as simply, "Super Spies," but it has enough differences that I wouldn't describe it as a play report or anything like that.

Initially, I wanted to release this story as a kind of podcast but ran out of free time once I got my current day job, working as a history teacher. After discovering the original manuscript at the bottom recesses of my hard-drive, so to speak, I decided it deserved a chance to find a few readers.

I will confess to some conflicting feelings regarding this project. I believe in the work and feel proud of what I was able to achieve back then. I also think this piece was written in a light-hearted tone that I don't find myself employing (for better or worse) all that often. Regardless, I'm committed to polishing the 250 or so pages to make it more accessible and interesting and publishing it three or so times a week until it is done. If you like the result, leave a comment. If you don't, feel free to email me with concerns or questions.

I also plan to write "foot notes," (like the one above) on Ancient Logic every four or five chapters: just little notes about backstory and my process in writing this tale.

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