With my character flying around in her magic-made glider on her way to meet the old gods, I finally figured out who this particular batch of old gods would be . . . and oh, boy! I’m so excited. See, because of the set-up of my particular universe, most of Earth’s mythologies had more than a grain of truth to them. Mostly, a lot more.
And not only did I figure out who the old gods she’s going to see are, but I figured out who the dark gods she’s not going to see are. Oh, whee. Myths, legends, and the scary detritus of the human mind, all real and in our faces.
I like writing in this universe.