However, I did get four or five pages of Range of Ghosts done this morning, bringing me to ~51,000 words. And as soon as I can figure out what the wizard headmaster wants to talk to the nomad about, we can move on with the sack of the palace.
Fortunately, I have a long drive in which to think about it. So right now I'm going to go have a sammich and a nap, and read the SciAm that's sitting on the kitchen table before my roomie steals it.
Tonight's vegetable preserving extravaganza has me hoping to put up some pepperoncinis.