It is hard to be down when the sun is shining, birds are chirping and teasing Freya. She has spent the morning trying to claw her way through the window to get at this tiny birdie seated just outside, looking at her.
I really liked The Wise Man's Fear, and now I am crossing toes and fingers that the writing of the last book will go a bit easier than this one. Two years is a long time to be kept hanging in the middle of a story.
I will go home on friday to work for a couple of weeks, and doing little offerings to the weather gods so that there will be no snow..
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