It's been a pretty crazy week. Between teaching, getting spit out of my hair, celebrating a wedding anniversary, visiting art galleries, fixing Jaron's haircut, browsing for Halloween costumes, trying to beat those stupid red chocobos (curse you, Final Fantasy Tactics!), attending writing group meetings, and many other things, I've written a few new scenes.
For me, this is a totally different style. I haven't written much from Tsira's perspective, since Tsirash takes place entirely from Octras's POV, and finally getting into her head is so strange. It's kind of like visiting my seventeen-year-old self, who had a pretty depressing, hateful thought process. But I have to balance that tension with her sensitive side so that she doesn't come across as, as my friend Nikki put it, a heartless b****.
I have a lot of practicing to do.
Oh, and by the way--Jaron, I love you. :) Happy anniversary, angel.