I reached a transition point in the Fairy Farts story. I sometimes have trouble with those. My word count slowed to a crawl for two weeks while I figured it out. Back in the saddle, we’re getting words down at a prodigious rate. I’m a bit worried about the title as it no longer fits. The original idea was that Evan has a pocket full of chocolates and that chocolate causes fairies to have very bad gas. I’m a third of the way through the story and… Only one fart joke so far. And it’s not related to chocolate. Perhaps I need a better working title.