I always forget where I was, until I open the file and look at my index cards and suddenly it's all clear again. And it all looks like a good idea. It's something people will want to read. Hopefully enough people to keep me in the lifestyle to which I hope to one day become accustomed. ;)
I'm drinking coffee. FEAR me.
So I'm back to getting Raeith resuscitated, renamed, and rescued. Yay, alliteration!
PS. Show of hands, who wants to read my prologue?