There aren’t that many section remaining in Welcome to the Valleys, and the descent into Woodhall Grove is allowing me to spend some time with each of the characters as they prepare for the final leg of this story. Let’s unpack. Michael’s doubts Michael was ready to soon retire before Walter showed up at his…
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Fiction Tuesday – Taking Stock
Today’s blog is the continuation of, Welcome to the Valleys. If you would like to catch up with the tale, the first section can be found at this link As Michael turned back toward Woodhall’s Birch grove he saw his friends disappear down the path and into the twilight. As they vanished from his sight, the guard sighed gently….
Fiction Tuesday – Seekers’ Huddle
Today’s blog is the continuation of, Welcome to the Valleys. If you would like to catch up with the tale, the first section can be found at this link “Now where are they going?” Tollen grumbled as he saw his three friends being escorted to the Great House. “I suppose Walter and Jeremy are being escorted to the Town…
Unpacking High Reception
I actually wanted to have the party descend into Woodhall Grove last week, but they had other ideas. Now that we’ve finally arrived, let’s unpack. Walter’s Apologies Walter has been feeling a great deal of stress about his sudden return to Valley politics. His outburst, however, embarrassed him greatly — which led him to apologize….
Fiction Tuesday (On Wednesday) – High Reception
Today’s blog is the continuation of, Welcome to the Valleys. If you would like to catch up with the tale, the first section can be found at this link Quieted by Walter’s frustration, the group continued down the empty road in silence for nearly an hour. Jeremy noticed their path began to follow an incline, and turned toward a…
Unpacking High road to Woodhall
The characters decided they wanted to take their time on the Woodhall road this week, but not so much that it throws off my map for the rest of the story. Let’s unpack. The empty plateau The reason the plateau is empty was mentioned in last week’s unpacking, but what’s fascinating about it’s emptiness is…
