So writing was derailed a week while I worked on a short story.
Obviously I did write. I pulled out two characters I love very much and began to tentatively torture them. That’s what we do after all. In a week or two, I’ll pull that piece out again and give it a rewrite. Hopefully I’m not torturing my critique group with this nonsense.
The best part? It’s space opera. I love space opera like nothing else. It’s my favorite pulp and I should read more.