Just finished writing the bare bones of a rather unsettling scene [dark-artsy] that I’ve been struggling with for the past several days, and am now feeling a bit green [St.Patty’s day notwithstanding] in the aftermath. This worries me –

– I may be empathising too much with one of the characters.

On the upside, though, that’s a couple thousand more words under the bridge, and that’s prior to the inclusion of the more visceral descriptives that I’ve yet to add.