I knew there needed to be a prologue set on Lughnasa.
Carter was balking like a balky thing.
I had started the prologue five different wrong ways. They were wrong because they were boring. Boring, boring, boring. Boring is always wrong.
I knew I needed to write the prologue before I could do the rest of the revisions.
I panicked and put in a bear.
To quote Arlo Guthrie, "I'm not proud. Or tired." Except I still am a little bit tired. So mostly I'm not proud.
I think the prologue is going okay now, though, and I should have it done before I make myself eat lunch, and no, that doesn't mean I will not make myself eat if Carter starts balking again.