←→Ternary Dreams is out today. I am writing that flatly on purpose, because the day already holds enough voltage without my adding trumpets. The book is historical fiction grounded in Soviet computing pioneers, held by a Kyiv frame story, and shaped by the throughline I keep returning to: women history left out of the record. Getting it to this morning took years of reading that did not yet know what it was for, a few false starts, and then one short, furious season of the slow carpentry nobody applauds in real time.
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