Did I break google?

Did I Break Google? Apparently My Book Is Now Fractured Prune

So today I searched my own book title like a normal, well-adjusted author who definitely does not Google herself for validation.

I typed Fractured Rune.

Google paused. Reflected. Consulted the ancient spirits of autocorrect.

And then gently asked, “Did you mean: fractured prune?”

I appreciate Google’s concern for digestive regularity, but this is a queer epic fantasy, not a cautionary tale about fiber intake.

Honestly though, this feels like a rite of passage. If your book hasn’t been aggressively rebranded by an algorithm yet, are you even an indie author? Somewhere in the data mines, Google has decided my destiny lies not in mythic fantasy, but in the produce aisle.

For the record, Fractured Rune releases on the 20th, and I’m currently giving away three copies on my website. Come for the gods, magic, and queer chaos. Stay because I promise zero prunes.