Today, though, the words are good.
Aug. 17th, 2011 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matt_doyleFor the day:
Towards my yearly goals:
Total so far this year:
Excerpt from Chapter 19 (a bit stuck in 18 at the moment, but slowly progressing):
“That's not my point,” she said. “Damarhis... Rhys. You and Damarhis are different people, aren't you?” It was not really a question. “You tried to tell me. But I do think you're wrong that Damarhis is the whole person, and Rhys only a constricted part. Rhys is the one I trust, the one I share with, the one that I live with, here in this house. But the moment you step outside the door you become Damarhis, suddenly and irrevocably, and Damarhis isn't the kind of person who anyone trusts or shares with, because Damarhis doesn't trust or share with anyone. He lives at a masquerade ball, and he has a different mask for everyone.”
647 / 500 (129.40%)
Towards my yearly goals:
3548 / 98000 (3.62%)
Total so far this year:
94802 / 187250 (50.63%)
Excerpt from Chapter 19 (a bit stuck in 18 at the moment, but slowly progressing):
“That's not my point,” she said. “Damarhis... Rhys. You and Damarhis are different people, aren't you?” It was not really a question. “You tried to tell me. But I do think you're wrong that Damarhis is the whole person, and Rhys only a constricted part. Rhys is the one I trust, the one I share with, the one that I live with, here in this house. But the moment you step outside the door you become Damarhis, suddenly and irrevocably, and Damarhis isn't the kind of person who anyone trusts or shares with, because Damarhis doesn't trust or share with anyone. He lives at a masquerade ball, and he has a different mask for everyone.”
