Huh, what do you know

In the early chapters of Charged with Folly there was this thing that came up, and then I pushed forward with the story and completely forgot about it. The last couple of days as I was finishing off chapter 25, however, this thing came roaring back—and what I thought was just a clumsy way of describing an emotional state turned out to be a key plot element. Huh. What do you know.

Not only that, but it solved a particular problem with the ending that I've been worried about for months. "How am I going to fix that? I can't let that stand as is." "La di da la di da, tomorrow is another day. Something will come to me."

Some day this idiot trust in my process may not come through for me, but in the meantime I'm grateful it still does.

There's still a heap big bunch of ugly in this draft, and I'm not going to let anyone read it until I've made at least one pass through to reconcile some things, but I think...I think the major problems have been solved.

Happy 4th of July, everyone!


Random quote of the day:

"All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning. Great works are often born on a street corner or in a restaurant's revolving door."

—Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus