Okay, it’s painfully obvious I had no idea how to end the scene when I finally got to it, but right now that doesn’t matter. I have, at last, written the scene that’s been in my head since before I started writing this book: since I pitched the proposal to Tor, at least. And probably earlier than that. If I had to guess, I’d say 2008, but it might be as far back as 2007.
Eliza ended up getting pov on it, which meant she got to do something unexpectedly cool. And Dead Rick got what he wanted, and now all the characters have to do is save the world.
In about the next ten thousand words, theoretically.
Shyeah right. This is so totally going to run long.