«writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.»

E. L. Doctorow. Quote found in Bird by bird. Anne Lamott

Ahem. I need the ending. That’s like my GPS. True the bloody device urges to make U turns in forbidden places and wants me to change goals and add stops I’d prefer not taking but still. If I don’t know that at least, I’m so lost I can’t even divide into lesser tasks.

However, this time I feel like writing a nonogram. A very big nonogram. 80×80 squares. And Ziggy has a humongous memory.

Have fun trying to see beyond the headlights in the darkness. Pasto kalo.