Writing-related accomplishments: added another 700+ words to the not-a-dragon novel. I’m packing it in a little early this evening because I need to get up early tomorrow to help plant a field of saffron.
(Ripley is armed and ready for war against the Crawford Clan.)
And now, a snippet from today’s addition:
The laughter of a salamander was a fiery cough.
Benson put his phone on his knee where he could read the screen. “Let’s try it this way. Close your eyes and I’ll run you through this relaxation exercise and then I’ll make something up.”
“Am I a guinea pig or a salamander?” she groused, but closed her eyes again, feeling the calming ocean breeze over her skin and the pull of the moon beyond the horizon.
“You are a shallow vessel. Oh wait, a hollow vessel,” Benson said. “Hang on, I need to increase the font size.”
