I finally reached the central conflict on the story in progress!  As one of my nieces’ other aunts pointed out, some add clay to an armature and some chip at stone.  I’m usually the former.  Which is why the amount of whacking I’m going to have to do on this one is so disconcerting.

In other weed-whacking news, it occurred to me that the hurricane story I was working on in 2007 anticipated the Occupy Wall Street movement, and I may have to fish it out and try (again!) to finish it with that in mind when I’m finished with this one.  Note to self:  Less (or no) cyberpunk, more politics.