In the land of progressive Unicornia, science is only valuable if it is consistent with ideological dogma. Otherwise it is nothing more than bigoted hate facts.

I’m like a unicorn; I’m a midlist writer who hasn’t done anything else but write. But because I wasn’t amazingly famous, I didn’t become Stephanie Meyer, or even a huge literary name like a Jonathan Franzen or a Joshua Ferris.

In a world of filters and facades, authenticity is like a rare unicorn – and I’m out here hunting with a selfie stick.