Going through Mom’s things (she died 9.5 years ago) and mostly tossing piles and piles of research that is useless to almost anyone else. A few, like this photocopy from one of her notebooks (which I may also come across) are worth pulling.

This is what that outline looks like. I’m sure you’ll find it hard to believe I’ve never created an outline in my life. This is my sixth novel-length project, not to mention short stories (2pub’d) that I’ve pantsed.