On the way back I wrote on the train, new scenes inside Hunting Midnight. Not terribly happy with the direction of the story, but I don’t hate it. 706 words, picked up from the scene that eluded sleep deprived me about a week ago. Flowed a lot better than that morning, at least. I’m mainly concerned that the creepshow mechanics that I’m inventing on the fly are too convoluted… but I’ve Writer Blindness in some respects. As for the ads I mentioned last blog, I’ma get the results tomorrow so will share then. Have the next two days off work, so hoping to finally take down the monthly that I owe.