Very not good.

I just realized that I remembered one of the lynchpin pieces of this story wrong.

It’s only slightly wrong, just a few words in a single sentence, but those few words represent the proverbial movement of a butterfly’s wings which cause a monsoon on the other side of the world.

I’m having trouble accepting it, but the implications of those few words are unraveling whole swaths of the plot.

And yes, I discovered this appalling oversight a mere nine months, 200+ pages, and two (and a half) drafts in.

I really wish I could blame this on it being quarter to 2 in the morning, but no dice.

Strangely, I don’t feel nearly as badly as I think I should, but I can probably blame that on it being quarter to 2.

Might as well get some rest.


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