I did get a little writing done on my current fic. I think it's going to be titled 'Takasago's Pines'. Remember I was reading all that Japanese death poetry? Well, that's a line from one of them, and it sort of took over the story. I had the general framework set, but that poem just took over the mood and emotion of what I was writing. Of course it also meant that Triona needed to know Japanese. Who knew? I certainly didn't, even after nearly ten years of writing her. But now I do [g] And of course, I had to know why she spoke the langauge too, so now I know much more about her than I did a few weeks ago.
Speaking of Japan, we finally saw 'Memoirs of a Geisha' last night. I need to reread the book now. It looked lovely, and I adore Ken Watanabe, but as with many book to movie adaptions, it lost something in the translation.