Hyperfixation

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I finished Resident Evil Requiem; the ending shifted tone too much and contained excessive fan service. I am now moving on to Halls of Torment, which allows me to switch my brain off.

I finished Lionel Dahmer’s book, which is difficult to comment on.

I am reading Malc’s Boy by Shaun Wilson, which evokes the British literary fiction I grew up on.

I am re-reading My Dead Book by Nate Lippens, which is astonishing in its existence

I’m picking up and putting down Steve Gergley’s flash fiction collection There Are Some Floors Missing, which is reminiscent of Stanley Donwood’s writing.