Today was a tough writing day — not because of getting the words, but because the words are about things that hit me hard.
Family, and what that world could mean, and should mean, and also what it sometimes doesn’t.
This chapter is deep inside the magic of the world… and the conflict there comes from the danger that magic brings to those who can’t use it… but who can nonetheless be affected by it.
I love what I got. Got a bit teary-eyed and choked up at one point. But I ran long because I couldn’t bring myself to quit until I actually finished the scene.
This was the last sentence of the scene:
And with everything to lose, I was, I discovered, still angry.
