Have been dancing yet another iteration of the Writer’s Block Tango, and this story needs to be done by break of day Monday or I’m sunk. But finally, finally, after watching attempt after attempt blow up on the launch pad over the last several weeks, I found my way in tonight. I think. It has a main character who makes decisions. It has characters with conflicting needs. And it contains the phrase “psi-active vegetables.” Please let this still all make sense in the morning, when I pick up where I’m about to leave off for the night.