As I discover my character’s voices, it is passing strange not to have my own. When I pick up the phone, I can barely whisper and people hang up. I won’t pick up the phone, again, until my voice returns.
Sometimes, during the day, the infinite Nano choices seem to be coming into a focus, a kind of braid, really.
Sometimes, during the night, the seemingly infinite Nano choices conjure a mind-map that is like a mobile with colors, files, folders, buttons, voices, vices and a plethora of possibilities, and the wind keeps shifting.
There is a New Moon in a few hours. I am interested to see what will happen at this Scorpio New Moon.
Scorpio is so much about intensity of focus.
Aisling and Laurel