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This is the introduction you didn’t get at the beginning of the week.Hi. I’m Tessa. I’m not a ninja. I’m not the ghost of Malcolm X either. I’m merely a humble data entry operator. Yah, I don’t have much going for me.Occasionally I’m a writer, in an erratic and entirely undisciplined fashioned (the most accessible samples can be found here). Occasionally I’m Ann’s editorial assistant for Weird Tales, and it bears repeating that if you don’t want your story to come anywhere near me, your only course of action is to write a piece so gobsmackingly genius that Ann buys it right then and there without requiring a second opinion.Regular readers have probably figured out I'm the one who started the penguin war, and Jeff has linked to my blog so often he gave up and stuck a link to it in the side bar. If you, for personal and private reasons we shall not dwell on here, have enjoyed the wreckage I've wreaked in the last few days…well, don't visit to my blog. I'm not really in the habit of hijacking my own site. That would just be silly.For the record, I don't have anything against pirates. Really. Some of my friends are pirates. I'm sure the pirate antho will be just lovely, and delightful, and, er, nice. And stuff.As the Big Bad Bear said, “… guests always come when the house is cleaned, the food is ready and there’s only fun left to be had.†They also leave a right fucking mess (sorry, Will!), which is a sure sign of a job well done. Thanks for playing along, you guys have been awesome!SMOKE BOMB. NINJA VANISH.