So it appears that there’s a new movie coming out coincidentally(?) called “Wind Walkers” and coincidentally (?) featuring people menaced by cannibalistic spirits (which is to say, wendigoes).
Just for the record — so to speak — my novel was, of course, released a year ago, and the first draft (under the same title) was written over a decade ago.
Not at all sure how to feel about this, friends.
Okay, yes I am. Not happy. That’s how I feel. And frankly, a tad suspicious.