I've not got a lot to say today, really. I've a deadline, and I'm working. That's generally not terribly exciting. The rewrites are going well. My subconscious is talking which is great. For example, I've a character whose spectacles kept reflecting the light and hiding his eyes. I've found it's good to pay attention to these things. So, I stopped, gave that some thought, and that was when it occurred to me that the character in question is blind. He's older--in his 50s. (He has cataracts.) Going back, it's a wonderful detail that explains a number of things and adds to the world building. This is an eighteenth century world, after all. It deepens the character and makes everything even more interesting. I love that shit. I just do. It's also another way of demonstrating a subtle distinction between the kainen and humans that no one has noticed so far. Mwhahahaha! [cough]
In other news, it's becoming apparent that I may be hypoglycemic. I'm not a fan of diets. While eating more vegetable-oriented meals is reasonable and (as I see it) taking care of oneself as is increasing one's physical activity, I've never been big on hyper-focusing on the details of food. I'll walk and go to martial arts class, and for some reason I'm okay logging that. But food? Pffft! Now, I'm journaling what I eat because of the migraines. FFS, it's so fucking tedious. I can't even. My body keeps attempting coups, damn it. Body, why do you hate me? Why?
Anyway...back to work. Must grab some protein first, but... working, working, working.
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