Where’s all the content, Lyn?
It’s in three documents for NaNoWriMo, that’s where 😉
Skip week this week. Have a few snippets of what I’m working on.
(Green is described as being “days where you did exceptionally well.” Yellow isn’t described, but those days I wrote less than 1667 of NaNoWriMo-logged words but was still above the Nano Daily Goal overall)
“I am your Aunt! I am your elder. And if you cannot be polite to your elders-”
“Then I imagine I’ll have trouble at work, yes.” Eva smiled crookedly. “I told you I’d look into the Matthews and I will.” Sometime this decade, for sure. “I assure you. You might ask Aunt Antonia about Cosette and see if she has any insight. There’s not all that much she knows, but she might – what’s the phrase – there might be something she doesn’t know that she knows.” Continue reading
“You think maybe Verve isn’t always going to be reading so maybe she can take a turn on dishes?”
“Afraid not,” Jenivere deadpanned back at him. “I am going to be reading until I die. That’s the problem with being a wizard — you literally can’t stop reading.”
She paused by the settee. One writer had spent a particularly long time describing this piece of furniture, in particular the way that is had cachobons set into the arms and three into the back of the piece. While the writer had not assumed they were magical in purpose or nature, such things had not been quite such common knowledge in the Harve i’s time.
She’d also ordered take-out from the one place willing to drive out to the middle of Nowhere and Cowsville, a pretty decent pizza-and-pub-food place in the nearest town. The pizza sat on the counter next to a soda; she wasn’t going to get pizza grease on Aunt Asta’s journals, even if she was subjecting them to heat, chemicals, and a light dabbing with distilled water.