Now I'm into it.  I've started writing about Donald's adventures in Washington. In typical Donald fashion, he's off and running, and I can't stop him.  Once again, it feels as if I'm along for the ride, hanging on by my fingernails.  My plan was to make this a short story, ending with Donald going home to Savannah, ready to take up the role he made for himself in Deception in Savannah.  Maybe that will work; maybe it won't.  Right now, he's too exited about exploring Washington and figuring out the people he's meeting there.  I can't get him to focus on getting back home, but that lack of focus is part of what makes him interesting. I don't want to stifle him; I guess I'll just go along for a while and see where we end up.