I spent weeks focused on recapturing the arc of the Finding series. Got it back finally. In order to get the story on track to ride the arc I had to have a cow fall on Luke. Strange as it sounds, I think it actually works.
Emgee is now whispering parts of the (b)romance to me at night. Silly puppy, who does he think he is anyway? He has his own books to write.
In other news, The Head Game is starting to come together, and The Trip to Helen Gawne comes back from the editor tomorrow. If my Canadian editor doesn't like it one of us must die.