My actual pace tends to be much slower than I think it ought to be. Which means, much of the time, I operate (1) under a lot of self-induced stress, and (2) under a boat-load of ill-gotten guilt.
Such has been the case with The Darkening.
I really, really thought I’d have it done by now. I had visions of me, this holiday season, not (as I had the past three years) working in every spare moment I could find, but rather, baking holiday goodies until my @$$ grew from sea to shining sea, and then crafting my newly acquired @$$ off.
‘Twas not to be.
That’s okay, though. Because The Darkening, while coming along at the pace of the oh-so-notorious tortoise, is indeed, coming along. I’m working hard, it’s shaping up, and – most importantly –
I like it.
While you wait ever so patiently as I whittle away at Shrilugh‘s sequel, I thought it might be fun to re-start the whole underwear drawer game. You vote on a character, I go panty-diving. Sound good? Great.
Your choices for next week are as follows:
The Seamstress or the Stableman
Vote below! And, if you’re not opposed to spoilers, have a visit to my Pinterest board, The Darkening. If you are opposed to spoilers, don’t go there. Instead, have a look at Shrilugh or Shrilugh, As You See It. Or, go to GoodReads and start a discussion about Shrilugh. Because, honestly-really-really-really-truly, that would make my day. For realsies.
Myndi (ps don’t forget to vote!)