100,127 words by midnight Tuesday night.
Interesting stuff, some of it, too. Kieri is having to cope with a very difficult situation and he’s settling down and putting his strategic mind on.
Can an ancient elf-queen be wrong? Can she, in fact, screw up in a major way?
Inquiring minds will find out, once I know all the answers. I don’t ever know all the answers until later (which means some re-writing, where I’ve gone astray, guessed wrong.
I’d like to stay home and work on this today but it’s not possible. Plumbers coming to rip out the toilets and put in new ones, a guest to pick up at the airport 60 miles away, business conferences, Ash Wednesday services, choir practice…