The Devil’s Workshop

I’m bored.  This is never good.  I’m not good at idle.  I either spend money or eat bad things.  Now, I’m a poor chubby person.  As you know the Sisters have been working very hard on revisions for my first book.  I had an assignment for that, but I’ve done my part and sent it on to the next sister, Isabella, for her to do her edits.  I’ll admit that I’ve got some issues with POV, point of view for the uninitiated, and she’s a wiz at it. 

Now I wait.  Ava has espressly forbidden me to start a new project.  She’s very strict.  She won’t even listen to ideas about new projects.  Here’s the problem, if I don’t have an active project, my mind wanders: there’s the secret project that I’ve been contemplating, and that stupid knight has made another appearance in my day dreams.

I’m really sorry, Ava, but today is the day I take Sassy to ballet, and it’s a really long drive, and my mind wandered.  I have a name for my Knight and a name and nationality for my damsel, a name for the bad guy, and a whole plot.  If you don’t give me an assignment soon, I fear that words will have to be written.