Today's philosophical contemplation

I reread The Devil's Due last night and this evening, checking for typos mostly and trying to figure out how to layer in the editing that it needs.

Is it a good thing that my own writing can make me cry?

Or is it just a sign that I'm too emotionally involved with these people to tell when the prose that they're wound up in is in need of refurbishing?


It's awfully dark in places. In the "worst thing I can do to these characters that doesn't kill them" sort of sense.

I need to get the spaces clarified.

And see if I can come up with a way of incluing how the assassins killed the assassin more clearly, I think.