Then I can forget about it and look at the other million things I have in progress. The Holmes thing feels most urgent, but the novel-length bond story is doing its own pleading. The problematic part 4 is approaching a first complete draft. After I got sick of trying to type on the Macbook on the plane with the guy in front of me fully reclined, I pulled out an actual paper notebook and scribbled six pages of backstory notes in teeny tiny spiky handwriting. My handwriting scares me. I should scan it so I can scare you with it too. There's no way I can read that stuff. Anyway, I cleared up some backstory issues that had been dangling lazily unresolved. So the really-needs-a-name-now novel-length bond story (hereinafter referred to as N-LBS, or "nilbs") is sitting there with a lot of volts just ready to power some writing.
Scary spiky handwriting! It was more legible than I thought, so I clipped a bunch:
I kinda like this new icon, freshly made by
