...of Faustina the Elder for putting an end to my holiday. The plan was to meet my deadline, which I did on Monday, and then spend the rest of the summer reading whatever the heck I want. I started with Ysabel, which I finished last night. Today I was going to curl up in a chair outside and read something else from my pile of unread novels. But that never happened. Instead I was struck by this colossal marble head. And suddenly I was writing. I must have marble in my head.