My sister has been visiting me this week, plus Saturday was
an all-day/all-night headache kind of day (and night), so I only got three days
of writing in on The Lady and the Minstrel. On the bright side—I got three days
of writing in on The Lady and the Minstrel. J Here is a sampling of
what I accomplished his week.
Monday: Even with
Lord Christopher nearly on his heels, Robert kissed her one more time, as
though he could not get enough of her—or perhaps she merely interpreted his
passion thus because she could not get enough of him.
Tuesday: (Late night
with my sister, no writing.)
Wednesday: (My
sister’s birthday and another late night, no writing)
Thursday: She shook
out the skirts of her gown as though the gesture could shake away her
nervousness.
Friday: From the
confident, satisfied gleam in his eyes whenever they rested on her, she knew he
thought he had cowed her at last into submission with his vicious defeat of Sir
Warin.
Saturday: (Headache
and late night with my sister)
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