Yet another week has flown by. Been writing The Alchemist at Netley Abbey (book 8) since January 9th. It was a long gestation though.
Hildegard and the boys are well settled into Netley Abbey but there’s a heat-wave, nobody is what they seem, tensions are running high and then the Hand of God comes down…Next morning Hildegard seems to be the only one to keep her cool.
Must put all this into appropriate idiom.
Am feeling quite tired but what happens next keeps me going.
It’s also good to know there are people out there waiting to read this book. Thanks, guys!