Notes to Self

Yeah, it's come to this, space-filling, but first, work progress, in between novel stuff I've started a new story. It's called Swimming In Someone Else's Pool and it's 2,000 words in, maybe a half to two thirds the way there. It's got atomistic class struggle through occult method acting an ambiguous but loving relationship and the Most Powerful Man revealing rows of serrated teeth. It's going to hang on getting the second aspect of course.