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I continue with the editing of my second draft. And I’ve found a few scenes I’d like to keep and improve. A lot of it, so far, is backstory I should know as the writer but the reader probably doesn’t need or want to know all these details.
I continue my rewatch of Rurouni Kenshin Season 2. I love it so much. My part 3 post will be up later this week.
I also continue with my reading.
And this lava cake, made by my cousin, is really yummy.
The circus arrives without warning…
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern was my March Retro Reread and I loved it even more this time than I did when I first read it five-ish years ago.
One venue, two opponents, but only one of them can win the challenge. But things get pretty complicated.
Sections of the novel are not written in strict chronological order. Reading it for a second time, I already knew the overarching storyline so I could sit back, relax, and enjoy each piece of the novel.
I connected with a few of the characters the first time I read this and was happy to spend time with them again. I loved Celia as soon as she was introduced to me. She was so talented but so sad. I love that she and Marco loved to read and learn. I also loved that Bailey didn’t really know what he wanted to do with his life but he knew that he loved the Night Circus.
I loved exploring the circus in the 2nd person sections as well as Bailey’s sections. The circus is the showpiece of this book and it shines.
Gosh, I love this book.
I’ve been suffering a bout of situational depression.
The contributing factors feel a lot like cloaked figures putting keys into locks to let the depressive beast out. As much as I would like to just kick the creature back into its hole I know that’s not how the battle is won. I have to weaken it and gradually back it into its elaborate holding pen and then I have to turn the keys and lock it in again. Unfortunately, sometimes I have to retreat and regroup. Sometimes the monster is just stronger this time. I also have to figure out how to deal with those cloaked figures. They may be a character I’ll never see again or they are recurring characters. I have never been able to destroy them.
Writing and reading are my weapons. Even though they are heavy now I know they get lighter. It feels like my mind is split, like a lucid dream. The depression is there and strong but there’s another part of me, just as strong, that tells me that even though I don’t want to write or read I know it will make me feel better bit by bit.
Thoughts or feelings? Let me know in the comments below!