And great rejoicing was heard all across the land!
At least here in the house when I *finally* finished the scene from Xibalba. Gah. I think those were the hardest 1,158 words in the entire story, and I still have no idea why. Maybe it’s because this scene acts as a wheel hub. It brings in one new sub-thread that wasn’t there before, and must spin it into something new with the old thread that’s still there.
In the end, it was like making gold from hay.
Anyway, moving on, the next scene is existing and only required editing, with some shifting around of chess pieces on the board. The last line in that scene is a killer, and new, so I’m rather pleased with it.
- A whopping 602 words to finish off that new scene. FINALLY!
- Revisions to 1,230 words. I’d better pick up the pace in a hurry–I’m waaay behind for the week.
- Still need to write up something for the blog tour on 1/31. I wrote a poem but it was stupid. Need more thinking.
“Where is [the White Dagger]?”
Ruin shook his head mutely.
She cupped his cheek, her fingers gentle on his face, and she might as well have reached her hand into his chest and stroked his heart. His gaze locked on her smooth, dark cacao eyes. “You can trust me with this knowledge.”
Could he? Staring into her eyes, he wanted to trust her. Every bone in his body ached to believe in her.
Jaid nibbled her lip in thought, her hand still on his face, and every muscle in his body tightened with longing, shocking him. He had not felt such fierce desire for a woman since…
Since his brother had wed the woman he loved, forcing Ruin to watch her as the powerful but unloved Queen until she died in childbirth.
Jaid’s muscles tensed sharply, and then she relaxed so fully she leaned against him as though her knees couldn’t hold her weight. Her eyes met his and he saw the knowledge gleaming in those depths. Ah, what a delight this woman proved to be when she contemplated a puzzle. Gently, he placed his finger across her lips and willed his eyes to speak.
Don’t say it. Then I won’t have to silence you.