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I have a whole chapter of a novel in a satisfactory state. Except I suddenly ache to go back and do some more checking of the science - that has to wait, though, til I've written more science and can talk to more scientists. I also have much of an outline of the rest and lots of little scenes that make sense of the characters. (Note to self: must sort out the medieval masculinities thing more, too.)

My next task is to find out how other people write history and what writing tricks they use to bring it to life for readers. Also to write that cookbook.

Tonight, though, my aim is to shuck off my migraine and write two more book reviews. Also to eat chicken soup. I don't actually want chicken soup at all, but it's good for me. We have more Weather incoming and chicken soup is fortifying.