Entering St Petersburg via train. There are men from the Third Section in the next carriage and I think I might need to jump off.
Cut to yesterday afternoon, when I uploaded the final version of The Amber Rooms to the Kindle store. I still can’t quite believe that the book is out in the world and no longer in my head. For the past five years (beginning drafts in 2007), I used most of my spare brain power—and some that wasn’t spare—to figure out solutions to plot and characterisation problems. Now, I get my evenings and weekends back.
Cut to 1907, night, and a train approaching St Petersburg. On that train, Saskia Brandt is running for her life.