once more, from the top

The Virtu, Chapter 1: 29 ms pages, 6,426 words

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This is the homestretch. If I can get through the damn book one more time, I can send it to my editor and not have to worry about it for ... well, for a while, anyway, and that's good enough to get by on.

artifact

I was going through a box of random junk this afternoon, and came across a postcarrd of Snoqualmie Falls. [ETA: apparently I was gearing up for Talk Like A Pirate Day. Arr!]

No message on the back, nor any useful information; the caption reads: The Salish Lodge overlooks Snoqualmie Falls which plunges 268 feet to the river below. Photographer--Craig Tuttle. © 1992 IMPACT. Printed in Japan. I stared at it blankly. To the best of my knowledge, I'd never been to Snoqualmie Falls; I didn't even know where it was.

That was easily remedied via Google. Washington state, near Seattle. I've been to Seattle, but Snoqualmie Falls still wasn't ringing any kind of a bell, not even the chintzy kind they put on cat collars that always sound flat.

But the longer I stared at the postcard, the more familiar it began to look. Especially the Salish Lodge.

And then it hit me, and I ran another Google search: Snoqualmie Falls Twin Peaks. The Salish Lodge is the Great Northern.

That explains why I have the postcard, although I still don't have any idea when or where or how I acquired it, and I've jotted a note on the back Twin Peaks--Great Northern, so that when I find it again in another five or ten years, I'll know what it is.

Dale Cooper, I love you still.