Now that the election is over, I'm delighted to find things have gotten quiet enough for me to once more hear the voices in my head. (What's that, Voice? "Kill them all"? Or was that "Kilts for Fall"? No matter.) For weeks, I've been treading water on the new WIP (yes, it has a title, and no, I'm not going to tell you what it is), but finally, the story is talking to me again, and things are moving forward. Incidentally, do you have any idea how hard it is to find a decent map of Bogota?