Face Off

Histories, quirks, scars, desires and needs. The men of Twisted Intent have all of these. They’ve had them for weeks and weeks. Until yesterday, however, the boys had no faces.

That’s right. Hair, eyes, jawline, cheekbones, lips and brows had been ignored entirely by this veteran romance writer.

Appalled at this revelation, I got myself to a thesaurus and lashed myself to all manner of synonyms.

Now that appropriate noses have been found, we can all breathe again.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

Bald Ambition

A good, strong day of writing yesterday.

Got bunches and bunches done on The Hushing Days while managing to keep all but a few fretful handfuls of hair on my head.

Do bald authors sell better than hairy ones?

Hmm, research on this might prove comforting.

Twenty days to go, people.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

Post-note: The explanation as to the twenty days deadline can be found in yesterday’s rather wordy but mildly enjoyable blog “Out, damn’d spot! Out, I say!”