I just went back and read the whole tale so far. Looks like your muse(s) is/are as fickle as mine. ("Here's a great idea! What? You want more? Nah! Let's look at that shiny idea over there!")
I wonder how much of this you'll let Lois remember when she finally goes home. A lot? A little? None of it? Maybe it will haunt her dreams for years to come, an ethereal wisp of memory that kicks her in the Deja vu every once in a while.
