I’m awake, though my eyes refuse to open or my limbs to move. I struggle to breathe. I don’t know where I am, or who I am. All I know is that I am in pain.
Another new work in progress, although not nearly as new as the Daisy Danielle Davis story. I started this book last Thanksgiving. It's a fun story to write, but I am so wrapped up in Sherwood most days that I haven't had the time to get very far. So, consequently, I have absolutely no idea what is going on in this story or what it's all about.
I suppose we shall have to discover these things together. :)