Writing and pico have fallen by the wayside for various reasons in the last couple of weeks, but tonight I was back in the saddle with 800 words of fic. The end cannot be far away (at least I really hope so!).

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Harriet was enjoying herself. It had scarcely escaped her attention during previous interviews that Inspector Umplety was considerably more deferential to, and interested in the opinions of, Lord Peter Wimsey, wealthy criminologist, than Miss Harriet Vane, novelist of dubious repute.