Achingly tired, but finally rodent free. Tonight will be spent removing all traces of mouse from the bedroom before crashing into bed for a much-needed Good Night’s sleep.

Of course that means less time to work on the novel outline for NaNoWriMo, but truth be told the output from the last few days has been pretty minimal.

I get the feeling that I’m at something of a fork in the road of the outlining process: go one way and the story will be good, at least for the next ten pages of outline, go another and it will slip into cliche. Not irrevocably by any means but enough so as to set me back by more time than I’d care for.