Chapter 15 is like a large toddler who is both teething and suffering a nasty stomach virus. And has the chicken pox. All at the same time.
I will be spending the day with Chapter 15, cleaning up her messes and sorting out her woes. If she’s in better shape tomorrow, then I will answer the really good questions about genre-switching that were asked in the Comments section yesterday.
Feel free to ask more.
Oh, dear. Chapter 15 just vomited tangled strands of unmotivated plot all over the carpet. The dog wants to lick it up.