Dangerous Compassions


It’s fun to update everyone about my novel when I’m on track, but it becomes less fun when I’m not.  I didn’t write for two days.  So I got more than 3000 words behind.  Will I catch up?  Tune in next time.

Meanwhile, it’s Thanksgiving here in the United States.  My parents are making a feast complete with vegetables, Yorkshire pudding, and pies.  The turkey is about to come out of the oven.  The little thing that pops out has popped out.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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