While firing a podcast of Definitely Not the Opera from a CBC electron-gun directly into my brain, I futz about with various pieces and baubles of the novel, which sits in a state of half-finished first-draftness. I wrote and rewrote a paragraph over the past couple days but otherwise I haven't really produced anything, mostly because Real Life continues to intrude, which isn't a terribly good excuse as they go but it certain has some weight. This is my task for tonight: start work on the second part. This is still the first draft but I'm writing the second part with the second draft in mind, having some ideas about what I want to do with the story.
It still doesn't have a title. Maybe "Nameless" would do, but probably not. I can't quite visualize it as a complete novel with cover and cover art and such. "Luanne" is what the file's called.
Naming things is weird.