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A peek at the start of my WIP.
Darkest Night.
The ironwood pier below Mur-Vallis pointed like a sooty finger over the Blackwater’s swirling luminescence. Wraiths of fog pirouetted across the surface, trailing veils of white lace. Raker lounged against the piling where he’d tethered his boat, keeping an idle eye out for thieves. Not that anyone would bother his craft this night, not with finer prizes left unattended. Well-rigged riverboats and ferries floated at the wharf, thunking and clinking above the current’s hushed whispers.
Read more of this excerpt of Diana’s new book at: Myths of the Mirror
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Very nice re-blogging of this passage from Diana’s book, Sue.
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I enjoy Diana’s writing 🙂
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I notice how supportive you are in past blogs, too. I was happy to compile my list of fellow bloggers awhile back on a post. Quoting from her book was fantastic since I have been putting books on Requisition Forms at the library for a year since I realized they have public funding to buy requested books. Published, fine authors, like Diana and yourself, truly all inspire me.
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Thank you, Robin, for the kind comment and for all you do to support everyone out here in the blogosphere. I know you’ve been successful at getting books into libraries for everyone to enjoy. 😀
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Thank you so much, Robin. I thought the requisition forms were a brilliant idea.. I wish others would do the same!
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Thanks so much for the reblog, Sue. I was just getting ready for bed and up this popped. I’ll have sweet dreams. Have a wonderful weekend 🙂
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My pleasure, Diana 🙂 It sounds intriguing. You too!
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