and lo, on deadline, even!

Hard Magic (draft version 2.0) is Done.

I still want to make another pass-through, to make sure the sub-plot holds together, but overall.. yeah. I think...yeah. Now to wait and see what Madame Editrix thinks. *eeeee*

For them as would like a tiny taste:

Another surge went through the building before Ian could respond, and the hairs on my arms and the nape of my neck went up, because that felt different. It felt like a killing strike. It felt like the taste of murder in an empty car.

Our killer was here.