I’ve been writing a novel with the working title, “In the Time of the Sonnets.” Without giving anything away at all, it’s got Shakespeare, giants, messengers, and kings in it. Of course there will be a witch here or there, but that’s beside the point.
I’m heavy into the rising action and I’m already surprised with what’s happened. Nobody’s died. Yet. I will tell you this, there is blue paint everywhere, and it’s just wrong.



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