rosegardenfae

Time to confess that I did sign up up for NaNoWriMo, but I waited until sometime about the middle of the month and Val has so kindly posted her work that I decided to share just a snippet from the slightly over 2,000 words that I have written... this has not been edited, has dreadful punctuation and other stuff but here it is:


I know Maude thinks about different things than I.  Her childhood being much less a rosy prospect she must focus on other times and other places than the dingy cramped smelly quarters she occupied with her widowed mum and Thomas her brother.  I would not know a thing about this early childhood except for the night we drank too much wine and stayed up all night telling each other our deepest darkest secrets.  Tied by blood we became as midnight chimed on the clock and the moon hid its face behind the Tower of London.  Not more than a scratch but we produced enough of our lifes blood to become the forever kind of sisters that we are.  I steal glances her way now and then as I know she does the same and I know that we each question the sanity of the other.  But we voice nothing.