Back from War!

The prelude to Pennsic has come and gone again. I didn't do some of what I wanted, had some good experiences - didn't drink (other than trying my brother's amazingly yummy blueberry mead!!!), and actually wrote. I'll post my metrics in a separate post, though.

( Cut to spare those non-SCAers on my flist my rambling... )

So how was everyone else's weekends?

Metrics for Saturday

These are all for Dark Moon Seasons/

Goal for the day: 750
Actual words written: 2029

Starting line: "But I've noticed it now, and I've got an outline."

Ending line: -You know, Jeffries, your life just keeps getting weirder and weirder,- she thought, looking back at the house. -I only hope I can keep up.-

Darling: The fact that they were both transparent didn't detract from the happiness in her eyes and the contentment in his. Edgar Rothman and Francesca Childers had been born nearly two hundred years apart from one another, but death had brought true love to both of them. It was one of the few good things Nikki felt had ever happened in the house, and even then, it came at too high a price for her liking.

Good things: Francesca and Edgar are back! Yay!

Bad things: Rick's got an evil deadline. Two months! :O What will he do???