Sunday, February 10, 2013

Summary Sunday

Slow but steady wins the race. That's what I keep telling myself with my latest WIP. Here are some new sentences from The Lady and the Minstrel.

Monday: The convictions that had driven him for twenty-five years wavered in a rush of uncertainty.

Tuesday: If his mother had poured music into his soul, his father had branded his bold  heresy upon it.

Wednesday: He had been braced then for her to shrink . . . or to have subdued her doubts with his kisses

Thursday: He had lost himself for a few moments reliving happier times, but he had known such a question as this must come.

Friday: "That is where my mother herself dropped it on the day that she learned my father had fallen afoul of our baron.”

Saturday: In all the years Robert had remembered her with warmth and gratitude, it had never crossed his mind that she may have paid a price for the service she had rendered him that day.

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