Katherines Arising

I am still five chapters from the end of Killer-Kate and Luke Lackland.  I begin to think I shall always be five chapters away from it.  However, the end of the Council Scene of Doom has inspired me.  450 words this morning: one secondary romance painfully thawing, the other fizzing and sputtering into perilous life, and scores of nameless peasants seizing agency without waiting for my permission.  This chapter's events were no part of my original conception, but they are full of storms and bursting to be written.

It's good to be drunk on story again!