I know how it ends, I know what the plot and the characters and the setting and the conflict are, but it seems content to take its own sweet time about getting there. Fun to be writing a straightforward third-person limited narrative after all that experimental stuff lately, though.
Also, it appears as if the flu was only giving me a reprieve, and I'm still sick. Although not really sick. Just sick enough to be tired and have no concentration.
In other news, cool points for Nancy Reagan (via jmhm).