Briefly, I've made no progress.
I began a tale, beginning a few years after Samuel's birth, but abandoned it after a few hundred words. I've been reading about the beginnings of railroads in NSW and Queensland and am thinking about Gordy's great-grandfather, who emigrated to Australia in the 1870s. This would be historical fiction.
Today being St. Lucy's Day, I'm hoping for 'lux in tenebris' (John 1.5).
