sunday six

theputterer:

**Post six lines from your current WIP**

She smiles, but it’s a sad smile. “What are you doing, Cass?”

“Drinking Sernpidal tea here with you,” Cassian replies. “Listening to the night on Yavin 4. Thinking that you might–”

“I mean, what are you doing, Cassian Andor?”

His lips twist, swallowing the answer he knows is the truth, knows Shara is expecting. There is no use in playing naive; they know the answer to Shara’s question.

“I don’t need you to criticize my choices,” he says, quietly. “I do that plenty enough on my own.”

is anyone else unable to create a line break on a tumblr post today?

excerpted from chapter 4 of INTERLUDES, the story that might be my white whale. it is taking so long, and I am so sorry about that. it has been a strange time lately. I am feeling indecisive about everything, it feels like. luckily, this is somewhat similar to how Cassian is feeling in this story, so maybe it’s fine.

but I AM still working on this thing. slow and steady, etc.

happy Sunday.