Dredging up gems of authorian wisdom (yeah, ok, more like rocks shiny
with sweat and tears) is really hard to do on a sodden, soggy and generally
icky day.
I bow to the wet and humbly retreat.
Before I scurry back under the awning, I would like to proudly report
that I have knocked back another 600 words on The Hushing Days. And they were
stellar words too. Me and my pen were moving and grooving… until my brain
hiccupped and I went down for the count with a bad headache. Oh well.
But fear not. I will no doubt shine that pebble of brain discontent
into a sparkling cubic zirconia and present it to you ever so soon as a
priceless authorian gem.
You’re welcome.
Stay dry, everyone!
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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