Progress of a sort, anyhow. 1100 words for the Serai story, bringing it up over 3000. Ray Tanner (the character who seems to be defining the action in the story) just sort of shook me and said, "Write this." So I did. And I met Wisp the gray kitten, making his debut and exit.

Lots of holes scattered in there, and some of them will probably never get filled. After all, who wants to read about someone bored, distracted, and wanting to be somewhere else? But other holes are necessary, and I simply couldn't go back there tonight with Ray demanding that I work a different segment of the story. I am thinking perhaps this one will be written in big pieces that get fitted together later. Never quite done it that way before.

And now, to sleep.