Squared off like that, I finally got a good look at her. I had thus far only seen a portrait of her in her renter’s file at the Vertical Street. She was, by society’s standards, fairly good-looking, which meant she was an almost perfect specimen of humanity. Her hair was silver-blond in a way that did not suggest advanced age so much as some supernatural pedigree. She had a pert nose and small mouth, the overall effect being one of almost child-like perkiness. The effect was mitigated substantially by the snarling fury that currently twisted her features. Another unexpected addition skewed what would have been perfect proportions and lines: a small bulge stretched the fabric of her shirt tight across her belly.
“You’re pregnant,” I said, more to myself than her, since she was most certainly aware of it by now.
from Incognito: the Vertical Street
Bleh. I didn’t feel ready for this scene but I didn’t feel any more ready for any other one, so I just went ahead and did it. Aaaaand hated what I got. Not really sure why. There’s nothing specifically wrong with it. It just doesn’t do anything for me. This is getting filed under the rule of “don’t get it right, get it written.” It can get fixed or scrapped later. I would feel better saying that if only it wasn’t the midpoint scene and thus kind of important. Picking a snippet was difficult because EVERYTHING was a spoiler.
Best to be said: the words got done. Really critical scene, really dull execution. Bleh. Daily Snippet: #Incognitoverse http://t.co/t0GhPCL8
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