I redid what I lost last night. Packing in the research and learning some neat stuff. My 1958 guidebook on Aleppo arrived. Lot’s of neat information some of which changed the plot but mostly it’s changing itself as I write and discover my pretend plot was silly. Still a marriage under dire circumstances, but the circumstances are evolving. I killed off my first character yesterday, which I was too depressed to blog about after the big oops of August 20. A day of infamy, I tell you. Anyhow, this poor fellow had a stroke and well, he died,leaving the heroine all alone with another person who does not have her best interests at heart.

Neither does my hero, but he doesn’t know yet just how low he’s going to go. I don’t have the heart to tell him. Besides, he’ll find out eventually.

I have 41.5K words. Need more.

Off to bed. Will try to do better soon, I promise.