Didn’t write much today (about 200 words, we’re just shy of 11K now) but we spent four or five hours in email today banging out what the story is actually, you know, about. And we did, to our immense relief, have our big “OHH!” moment. So now we can make what we have less swiss-cheesey, and know what the conflict, politics, and resolution actually look like.

Today’s lesson: What we intend to write as a sex romp will inevitably turn into a weird dark story about fame and death. We should really stop being surprised by now.