And my wing stubs still hurt.
Found the Eternal Night website roundabout via jack_yoniga and discovered a very nice review on it for Ascendancy of Blood:
"A refreshing look at a traditional tale. Eugie Foster has written an enchanting little tale that keeps the reader interested until the very last word."
And discovered this fine review of "Returning My Sister's Face" from the Science Fiction Romance Newsletter:
"'Returning My Sister’s Face' by Eugie Foster is a ghost story about avenging wronged love in a medieval oriental setting . . .The author maintains a sense of suspense throughout, and the narrative style is so compelling I could almost hear the slow, dignified plinking of ancient oriental music as I read it."
--Joyce Ellen Armond
Due to either the caffeine OD, or the Clonazepam residue, I was tempted to bite off my own fingers, giving myself a Really Good™ excuse for why I didn't write today. Alas, I only ended up gnawing on a knuckle or two, then forced myself to toil on the novel.
Words: 500 And they were all crap.
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