mmm, word-metrics...

[robling_t]

The Prequel's Progress: 37,026, and knocking off for the night, well, morning, because my Muse is nodding off, although she's still trying to tell me bits and snatches of story despite being near incoherent with fatigue. She did manage to turn in the rest of the cryptic conversation before she devolved into fragmentary babbling, at least. Not sure what's got her so wound up all of a sudden, but I hope it lasts long enough to get most of it down.

The annoying part is that I was supposed to be working on February's knitting guild newsletter... {sigh}