September 13th, 2009


Writing metrics

More words, onwards and, currently, downwards. And chapter 28 finally has a title.
First line of the day: The scent of yeast clung to Sujhien, but thinned out, warmed almost to the comforting familiarity of her family bake-house.
Sujhien is still Up To Something; Aude is panicking. And, in other places, Lienye has a cunning plan, which is bad news for everyone, but especially the writer.

Skirt of the day: cream patchwork.