New week, new (old) story

And I'm easing myself back into Vortex, which has been stalled since round about the turn of the millennium, with 530 new words (and a few old ones dropped.) I'm not going to commit myself to finish this one in a week, but maybe two would do it. I don't think it needs that much more, though it's another thing with multiple growing points -- and a complicated structure where most of the action takes place in not-entirely-ordered flashbacks. In some ways, it may be the most ambitious thing I ever attempted.


It's getting to the time of year for wearing odd cross-season outfits; today it was the new Indian cotton skirt, with an ancient long-sleeved blouse, a lightweight cardigan, and last fall's velvet blazer.

Ooh! And now I that I've finished Ambassador, I get to read the new Cherryh!