Now that I've got a new project underway, I've decided to resume my Summary Sunday reports where I share with you one new sentence (or more) that I wrote during my writing sessions the previous week. Usually I share these sentences with you on Sunday, but since this Sunday is Easter, I decided to share them on Saturday this week instead. :-)
So here's a little taste of what I'm working on for Lucianna's Story. (I don't have a better name than that for it yet.)
Monday: It had
never bothered Sir Balduin before that Acelet sometimes called him “old
grumbler,” anymore than Acelet had ever objected to Sir Balduin calling him
“young Acelet” when the youth was trying very hard to prove himself a man
rather than a boy.
Tuesday: (Acelet to Sir Balduin) "He’s
taught me the words for all sorts of shades for women’s eyes to incorporate in
one’s poetry. I had no idea eyes came in so many variations, had you?”
Wednesday:
Lucianna had imagined the angels who embroidered the holy altar cloths in the celestial
city must all employ needles so divine for their sacred, joyous work.
Thursday: “You
mean Siri knows that absurd story you and your dear Elisabetta concocted, you
mean,” Serafino said with a sneer in his voice.
Friday: They had
had years to create an elaborate, convincing, and tragic tale of Lucianna’s
unknown parentage. Two young girls who had become inseparable during their time
in the abbey, and desperate and determined to maintain their sisterhood when
Elisabetta’s father finally called her home.
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