Day 7 metrics

*sigh* I have a feeling that unless I get my butt in gear, I'm going to be cramming every weekend. And I don't have time this weekend.

So writing tonight. But first, metrics from yesterday.



Word Goal for the day: 1667 - made 531

Starting line: Krys looked up as someone tapped on her door.

Ending line: "Because you were chosen, Thomas."

Darling: Not really.

Deaths: One! A priest! :O

Good Things: None, really.

Bad Things: Alex is misbehaving. Death by cross, sort of.

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I could break 10k tonight! I'm certainly going to try.

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