A Book's Progress 3

This is going to be short. It’s been a pretty quiet week, and nothing much has happened.

See? Thanks for popping in! πŸ˜€

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Okay, well, there’s a tiny bit more than that, but it’s honestly not much this week. It’s all right, though, I do have an excerpt πŸ˜‰

Progress on Book 2 has been slow, mostly because an idea I’ve had months ago has come back to poke me relentlessly – as it’s done several times over the past few months. So I finally gave in and started writing it πŸ™‚

Merlin 1

It’s far too early to share anything yet, but suffice it to say for now that I love my new babies and, if this continues, I’ll introduce you soon πŸ™‚

But back to Book 2! I found this amazing little feature in Scrivener-

word count

and I can’t tell you how much I love it ❀ It also shows you how little I got done on Book 2 this week πŸ˜› I’m hoping to write a little more today, so I’ll wait with updating the word counter at the top until I know for sure how badly I’ve done exactly ^^

In case you’ve missed it (somehow), the giveaway is now live on Goodreads. So far I’m overwhelmed with the response ❀ If you’d like to enter, you can do so here.Β Good luck to everyone who’s entered already!

There, now I’m done! πŸ˜€

Here’s the excerpt! A good weekend to you all! πŸ™‚

Rachael screamed, but the assassin’s hot hand against her mouth silenced the sound. She looked around, trying to find anything at all that she could use as a weapon, but there was nothing sharp within reach.

The man who pinned her down held up his knife, and Rachael felt her eyes sting when she saw a slim sliver of blood trickle down the blade. Her blood.

She had never been in a situation as hopeless as this before. Even during her encounter with Cephy she’d been able to move, if not much. Now the body of a man who had come to kill her pressed her into the sheets, his legs holding her in place and the knife by her throat making sure that she couldn’t move her head.

The man on top of her looked to his side, and she followed. Another assassin cloaked in dark cloth help up the book Kaida had entrusted to her. The assassin with the knife nodded, and his friend dashed for the open window. Again Rachael tried to scream, alert someone, but the sound was muffled.

All she could do was watch as her killer smiled, and brought down the knife.


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