I woke up with a headache, and lay there thinking “Not a migraine today, PLEASE.” But apparently, the headache was a plot bomb about to burst in my skull. Two, in fact, one each for the viewpoint characters involved. As you have heard before, I enjoy plot bombs (words flow out with less effort and at least 80% of them are going to stay.) But I see no reason why these plot bombs had to wake me up after only three hours sleep, instead of letting me rest until daylight and dropping their contributions down my turret hatch then.
That evil giggling noise you hear is the plot bombs’ parting word. Scram, kids, or I’ll be after you with a broom.
Meanwhile, the plot bombs tie in nicely with previous plot bombs, some of which are still only in outline form in the notes. I know what happens to Mmph at the end of Book V, for instance. Not what I earlier thought, either. Hope it sticks. I know how Hrmmph got involved with the whoozis and (to some extent) how that works out. Over a thousand words of it have emerged onto the file so far today.
A good start, but now time for breakfast.