Working on the nanovel because the story isn’t finished.
Still, I’m having fun bouncing around with a book that makes as much sense as alice in freaking wonderland. 😀
Bit I liked today:
“Don’t run,” said Louise. “It means you no harm. Listen, it’s talking.” She reached out and touched his throat with her taloned fingers. Making him pause. “Listen,” she said again.
So he did, although his heart was doing drum rolls against his ribs, and his head was tight with the beating of his own blood, he stilled, and he listened. It wasn’t words, exactly. Or music. Or even images, it was a bizarre combination of them all, heightened by smell and texture.
It was an immersion.
And now…I go do some schoolwork.