I have felt like writing for the first time in what seems like an eternity.
So, I sat down and did more than a thousand words in long-hand while my computer was down then, when I brought it back up, transcribed them into the shell of the story from so long ago. I had begun working on the third and final chapter of the Drace/Vayne story shortly after I posted the second one. I was most rudely interrupted in the work.
Self-absorption kept me away from the embrace of the muse for longer than I expected. (I did not think myself to be quite so self-centered.) Now, finally, I am breaking free of that unhealthy navel-gazing and hope to have the story finished in another week or so. I am a slow writer but this is absurd! I can only hope that the few who were kind enough to be following along have not given up. I am charging up that hill, really, I am.