This is the opening of my soon-to-be-released surreal comic novel. Watch for it.
“Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure.”
A week ago Sunday, Nikki and Jack crossed the Thin Ruby Line that cuts maps and microchips and hearts: Going and not going.
They don’t know it now, but there will be another line before it’s over, not red like rubies, but clear and cold as Colorado air, and twice as wide as Texas–a line you can, of course, cross only once.