This is also the first time I've tried to write from a woman's point of view. This isn't to say I haven't written women's parts before, but this book will solely be from her view. So far, I find it a little daunting as I have to take a step back and see myself as more emotional and reactive instead of logical and proactive (a main theme to the male characters I write). While this doesn't seems overly difficult, it's out of the norm for me causing me to change the opening few scenes already. I must say, however, it adds a level of unpredictability to the story which hasn't been a bad thing.
The other thing I've noticed is I've created the main character (Cassandra) to be a bit of a bitch. She's uptight, self-righteous, and stubborn, though inside she's quite the opposite. All I can say for now is I like her. In a few chapters that may change, but it seems to work at the moment.
Now for something completely different; a moment of poetry I attempted years ago. (PS - Don't read into it too much because its just the ramblings of a disturbed man....me...LOL)
Now
Time is a distant memory
Passing
though the oblivion of an honest mind
To think of here and now
Is
perception’s past of the meaningless kind
Were figments of thoughts
Are
delayed in glorious and righteous truth
The end of eternity
Where
existence lies without concrete proof
The sum of a perfect life
Souls
caught within heaven’s majestic sight
Cherishing moments peace
Finding
strength in Christ’s overwhelming light
Standing before pearly gates
Within
touching distance of pure faith and grace
Stepping into perfection
And
into the reality of God’s enlightened place
A journey's completion
The
end and beginning of a very adverse road
Where destiny provides
Into
his graces and truth my soul has been sold
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