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Vanna Bonta

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In Flight (a quantum fiction novel), essentially our protagonist is a writer who is writing a novel and then begins to see things from his novel occurring in the reality around him, and he questions "am I losing my mind?" or "am I somehow influencing reality around me?"

 
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