Craig Sayers has spent most of his life chasing ideas until they agreed to be finished; this one was more elusive. For over thirty years he was “thinking about writing a book,” a pursuit that produced notebooks, notes-to-self, and false starts, separated by periods of dormancy.
As the world grew more opaque and increasingly shaped by systems he could not see, the story he kept postponing began to feel awkwardly timely. This book emerged when procrastination became untenable – or perhaps when its moment finally arrived. He remains undecided.