Naylor day arrives early this week

"I don’t recall when I fell asleep, or when Danielle set me up on one of the mattresses, but I do recall waking in the dark – Danielle’s soft arms about me.


There was a whimpering: mine."

Okay, for anyone new to this project, my crime-novel in the writing goes up over at Naylor's Canberra at the rate of 1,000 words a week, usually on a Thursday. Anyone curious about how the whole thing begins, should start with the first installment, or my introductory notes.

To those who have provided comments, yes I am behind on incorporating them. I blame having a functional social life at present. Maybe I'll get some editing work in this evening with luck.