they’ll fit when you’re dead


The King’s Daughter, George W. Joy

Something to remember when the way up is steep and the ledges are tiny…the sure-footed writer. My ledges are awful tiny.

What’ve I done this week? Reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Michelle’s already finished it and is threatening me with a quiz at our next meeting. Yikes!

Worked some on the Noraeka scene–brainstormed it yesterday; got a few good pieces. Still working on the Trail of Shadows outline.  Also brainstormed Project B. Making progress, but no new words yet.


One thought on “they’ll fit when you’re dead

  1. Now that picture is a dead ringer of Stateira, the Persian Princess. Or…could it be Roxana?

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