Oh my Goodness.
I . . . I do not know what to Say. I have never been so Painfully Embarrassed. The Shame of the past few Days will Haunt me for Years.
Gustav has Prevailed upon my Doctors, and my Senses are no longer Numbed by Laudanum. I am still Confined to this Dreadful bed until my Bones knit together solidly, but it is a Delight to have my Mind back under my Control. And it is a Delight to have poor naive Gustav finally Understand the Truth of my Words.
Together, I am certain, we can Unearth the Evil that has Infected the Directorate. But the Perils of the attack on Gustav have Impressed upon me the Importance of Discretion: we must be Subtle.
Your Exercise:
My little Cappuccinos, all I can ask of you Today is that you Share my Shame: write a Moment for your Characters, the moment of his or her Deepest Shame.
And I Pray that next Week will be better for All of us. Onward, my Stalwarts. Onward.
