The novel marches on. I added two scenes last night and started another very important (and fun) one. My main character is now riding around San Francisco with a reaper’s scythe poking out of the sun roof like a periscope, and it’s leading him to his “personal holy grail” … which, when he arrives, is going to leave him totally baffled. It’s a clue, not the grail itself.
It’s going to be a pomegranate.