Nothing to report just yet, but the writing urge is slowly awakening, like a hamster stretching and yawning in its nest. I have poked at the notes and tried to remember exactly what I meant by, Wil needs to meet the intelligent sheep. Well, I know what I meant, he needs to find out that there's something a bit different about the local livestock, but I vaguely remember having a scenelet in my mind, but it's gone now. Oh, well. I'm sure it'll either come back to me or I'll think of something else.