Spending a few days in the black hole of sick pets did yield a revelation: that part of the reason Milan was proving so hard to write was that the transitions on either end felt very abrupt, and the jump from Milan to Paris also was cubing the POVs, mathematically speaking . . . so this morning: a scribbled structure, the better to visualize how the POVs could be smoothly branched out.
And yes, Paris is extremely, um, multi-faceted now. But this is it! All bases are now covered! No more room in the POV inn!
And, well, who says they’re all going to make it to the end—?
No matter what, it’s fewer POVs than most of the GoT and WoT books. Ahem. Perhaps the lesson here is that anything goes as long as I come up with a title using an “of” in the middle?
XoY <–new working title. 😉