Day 80.1: Work on a Sunday! And No Ghosts

[sunshowerdandelion]

I feel like I've overwritten Seiran's fear of ghosts. She wouldn't tell it that way: I think she'd play it off as fear of the unknown, and describe her fears, something grotesque and dying, bulging silver eyes and such. Not ghosts. Seiran tries her hardest to live her life with social dignity, I feel, and so would obscure a lot about herself to conform. She has to, I think - with her difference.

Also I worked like 8 hours today on a Sunday, completely unpaid. This really puts a damper on my writing, but things should ease up in two weeks. I just have to keep in mind that I'm not suffering creatively because I'm not trying hard enough - it's external forces. I should however continue reading that Orgy book about Madame Bovary.