I wrote some pages last night that I was quite happy with. I've been struggling quite a bit to find the right voice for the novel and going back and forth on how I wanted to handle POV, but last night I just wrote without worrying about any of that and it turned out my subconscious had already figured things out for me. I'd be thorougly happy if I could write the whole thing that way. Like some 1920s spiritualist doing automatic writing.
One the negative side, I'm sick and at work, but back on the positive, Magic Carpet is back today! Bring on the falafel salads!