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 ## About the author
 
-[Madison Rye Progress](https://makyo.ink), like your humble narrator, is also struck by graphomania. She is one to wake at all hours and sneak off to her computer or take notes on her phone or simply pace the quiet rooms of her house, lonely, building worlds in her head. She sought relief from the Furry Writers' Guild, from the Regional Anthropomorphic Writers' Retreat with Kyell Gold and Dayna Smith, but they only encouraged her. She sought relief from Cornell college, but they only gave her an MFA in creative writing and pedagogy. She sought relief in her love, [Samantha Yule Fireheart](https://everdream.space), who lives with her in the Pacific Northwest, but they instead spend their days writing with each other, as does she with the Post-Self community, where she meet [Krzysztof "Tomash" Drewniak](https://cohost.org/krzysz00) and where she curates the canon. 
+[Madison Rye Progress](https://makyo.ink), like your humble narrator, is also struck by graphomania. She is one to wake at all hours and sneak off to her computer or take notes on her phone or simply pace the quiet rooms of her house, lonely, building worlds in her head. She sought relief from the Furry Writers' Guild, from the Regional Anthropomorphic Writers' Retreat with Kyell Gold and Dayna Smith, but they only encouraged her. She sought relief from Cornell college, but they only gave her an MFA in creative writing and pedagogy. She sought relief in her love, [Samantha Yule Fireheart](https://everdream.space), who lives with her in the Pacific Northwest, but they instead spend their days writing with each other, as does she with the Post-Self community, where she meet [Krzysztof "Tomash" Drewniak](https://kdrewniak.com) and where she curates the canon. 
 
 She, too, wonders if she is born to die. What, dear readers, will become of her? What will become of her? 
 <span style="opacity: 0.95">What will become of her? </span>

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 "Because you are a good person. She respects you, yes? And you are a cocladist. You *are* her, in a way," I said, squeezing her upper arm kindly. "She is looking to someone she respects and someone she *is* to either give her blessings by helping, or to talk her out of it. The decision is not whether or not she should, but whether or not we should. It is not a judgment on her, if it is a judgment at all, but it is a judgment on us."
 
-I, dear readers, dear, *dear* friends, I am trying to believe this. I am trying to live into this. I am trying to feel that I have been judged for making that decision, the decision that I did, the decision to let go — for I am sure that you see now just where this is going; have I not written so much in the past tense? — and been judged worthy. I hope that, if God exists, that They will smile and brush my mane out of my eyes and rest their paw — for am I not made in their image? Am I not *b'tzelem Elohim?* — and say to me, "It is okay, Rye. To let go is difficult, but it is okay. Sometimes one must let go."
+I, dear readers, dear, *dear* friends, I am trying to believe this. I am trying to live into this. I am trying to feel that I have been judged for making that decision, the decision that I did, the decision to let go — for I am sure that you see now just where this is going; have I not written so much in the past tense? — and been judged worthy. I hope that, if God exists, that They will smile and brush my mane out of my eyes and rest Their paw — for am I not made in Their image? Am I not *b'tzelem Elohim?* — and say to me, "It is okay, Rye. To let go is difficult, but it is okay. Sometimes one must let go."
 
 But here is the point where my mind was made up, and I will admit to being somewhat ashamed that it was something so simple as this, but I am a simple skunk. One might call me a one-dimensional person and not be wrong. It makes me wonder and it makes me tremble, but this is the point in the story where I made that decision.