Still here. Still writing.

Ye gods, what a month. You never really appreciate how wedded you are to your familiar settings and rhythms until something out of the blue completely disrupts them for a significant period of time. To put a long and sad story short, I had to give my writing space, bedroom, and lots of my free time to an unexpected house guest. So a month of sleeping on a couch, albeit a very comfy couch, and a late spring cleaning (our guest wasn't in the best of health), and I'm back in business. Resolving this, along with an easing of my work schedule for the summer means I should make some good progress in the next few months.

I had only made piecemeal progress on what was supposed to be an easy interlude/flashback chapter, but as soon as I sat down in my most favorite of chairs at my familiar desk, everything just clicked into place again. So, expect the first Interlude of "The Moon Has a Harsh Mistress" later today, wherein two Ponies with personal pronoun issues and a history of rash actions based on jealousy meet.