I wrote a quick scene during church yesterday (I’m going to hell, but I’ll have a novel!) that I think will be the turning point for Hanah. Then I wrote an outline of a short story late last night, no doubt inspired by my weekend in San Antonio, about snooty people there and a mansion that wants its owners to leave. Ought to be fun to write – I’ll get to bitch about the things that drive me nuts about my hometown.