I got 2014 words today on The Wishbone Conspiracy, and sent Cady home — back to Cantata, back to Oldcity…
And someone showed up whom I was not expecting to see for several more books.
Tangerine, the bodyartist from Tangerine’s Dream back in Book One.
I knew when I met Tangerine that he was a lot more than he was letting on, and over the years I’ve found out a lot more about him. But he wasn’t supposed to be in this book.
Until he showed up uninvited.
Tangerine met Cady when she dropped into the newbie bazaar, ambushing both of us. And he met her intentionally, knew she was coming, and…
I have no clue why. What he’s doing there, what he wants from her — the book I’ve planned for him is something entirely different from this one, and I still want to write that one. But this isn’t that.
THIS ties in to the guy whose dead wife Cady just helped find, and into the Wishbone Conspiracy, maintained for at least a couple centuries by real folks who get real bennies from it.
So tomorrow is going to be interesting and fun, because Tangerine is going to tell Cady why he came to meet her and volunteered to help her, in spite of the fact that he’s a big, important Cantata councilman now.
Going to tell her what he wants from her.
And when he tells her, I’m going to get to be there to hear what he says.
If I didn’t have a stack of other things in my bullet journal for the day that MUST be done today, I’d just keep writing. But — this is going to make it really easy to roll out of bed tomorrow morning.