With my hardback edition of Recollections of Life on the Prison Ship Jersey clutched excitedly to my chest, I am ready to meet Thursday with the feverish gusto of a researcher too long from the tomes.
I am a rather silly human being, I know.
Oh well, I am determined to embrace my eccentricities. Perhaps a few of
them will even payoff on my first full-body dip into mainstream romance?
The voracious hunger of a “I want to know it ALL!” should give me a
leg-up on some of the competition… Right?
If it hasn’t come to your attention yet, I am trying very hard to
defend this researching jaunt. I should be writing, but bowing to a little
folly in your work shouldn’t be an altogether bad thing. Especially if
said-folly could add a bit of colonial-era sparkle to the tale. (Can a 100k novel
even be called a tale? Hmm, something to ponder between dusty tomes)
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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