As a kind of work-avoidance-without-work-avoiding, I've put my novel,
Tender Morsels Bwa-Ha-Ha (with apologies to Roddy Doyle) into
Scrivener, which means that I can set it up to find things in it easily, like all the scenes where that bloody dwarf is (trying to push myself out of the G rating here), and I can admire each chapter's apparent sortedness like this, instead of in scrawled over lists with ticks next to everything:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9QM0REM1G3XJYc9dOpieZomjYd0Bt8AD_tHmbQe3ZZQZd74jTInt-ZRbET4avO7dIrJ0mGKDBTb4D8kx_44pt0xwP-PkiVL4vfT9x1qPX95uwz87NQLIMufsl3WUSBR3XQYJReA/s320/Miss+Dance+Corkboard.jpg)
This is the tenth chapter; purty, no? Each coloured pin represents a different point of view. Head-hopping? Never!