It grew a bunch of subplots while I wasn't looking, which is mostly the fault of stillsostrange and tanaise. And frankly, it's kind of self-indulgent, but if you can't self-fanfic for the chapbook story for a limited edition of a novella in an established world, where the heck can you self-fanfic?
I'm having fun, anyway. And it's nearly writing itself.
I think I have like three more scenes to go. If I pull an all-nighter after I pick up the farm share and have dinner with my Mom, I might even finish it tonight, which would be exciting. Because I would like to be done.
I'm really enjoying having a good writing day. Those don't happen as often as they used to.
Maybe I need to be self-indulgent more often.