Fingers crossed, self hopes to start her NaNoWriMo writing regimen today.
She has J. K. Rowling’s Casual Vacancy (found it yesterday, on the bookshelf in her room) on her lap. She opens to a random page, which happens to be p. 184:
“I’m going to set a deadline. Two weeks from today for everyone to declare.”
“Fair enough,” said Miles.
Very hard to see how she can adapt for an 18th century priest’s conversation with his superior in Madrid, but she’s willing to give it a go.
Stay tuned.
Kanlaon 