Hammering Pistons In The Headspace

I am so close to the finish on The Last Captain, but I have had so many plots running along different tangents for so long that I keep going, "Fuck, what about that?!" Which leads to more scribbling as I rally the troops and wrangle the story into shape.

It feels good though, to be over the hump and have the pistons of story hammering along in my headspace.  I spent five hours yesterday just writing, and I still have shit to say on The Last Captain, which is refreshing.  Usually I am so burnt I don't want to look at it.

In this I've been greatly assisted by Scrivener, the program I bought recently.  I know it will more fully shine in the revision phase, but it has sure been handy already.  I am terribly, terribly excited about that second draft and revising it.

So, back to it.

Oh, and I finally tracked the DA down and he promised me my transcript for the upcoming trial.  He'd best do as he promised, or I will sick this family on him: