But this is Before, and so that hasn’t happened yet

So you know how, when you’ve been working on a project, how you kind of emerge from it afterwards and realize that hey, wow, the world is still here around me?

Somehow this effect is more pronounced when you’re writing a book set after the end of the world. ­čÖé

Found myself walking across an empty mall parking lot today thinking about how, after the War with Faerie, that parking lot would be gone, all turned back to (desert) forest. I pretty much find myself thinking this sort of thing after every pass through the book: After the War, this will be gone. After the War, that will survive.

Even though I’m pretty sure that, should the world end, it will not be because the faerie folk took up arms against us.

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