OH MY GOD there’s a bar in Fresno called “Uncle Tom’s Cabin”
Rethinking my plans not to destroy the city on general principle
A thing I'm learning about writing a complicated serial published as you go: you don't do "gun on the mantelpiece" foreshadowing as much as hang a gun on every mantelpiece you pass by, just in case you need it later.
Screw it, I think I’m just going with Fresno. Also, the muse is on a roll pulling together both already established things and “maybe I can work this in here” things into a stronger plot.