(to-do/writing) A rainy Thursday

Simple list today:

1. Email - done. will check this evening.
2. LJ updates - also done, once this post is up.
3. Write 5k on Rites.
4. Clean out the sink during breaks from writing.
5. Run laundry during breaks from writing - fold tonight after doing homework.
6. Take break at 3 pm to go to Farmer's Market? (not sure on this one - depends on whether or not I'm on a roll)

I'm in FM chat and on Twitter. Look for the #deathmarch tag. :D

The PDF is up for Snow!

Thanks to my wonderful friend Alba, the PDF version of Snow, the free novella that I have up, is now available for download on the Snow page!  Enjoy!

Originally published at The words of Valerie Griswold-Ford. You can comment here or there.

(metrics) I have discovered the secret to high word counts...

starting count: 22315
Ending count: 25954
Words added: +3639


Starting line:
Cleo's eyes blurred, just for a moment, and then everything sharpened, edged in black and gold.

Ending line:
Harp music drifted up from somewhere; after a moment, Amy saw the harpist near the fireplace, playing with a dreamy look on her face.

Darling:
Amy turned on the steps and looked at her. Nikki just looked back, Shadowy flames dancing in her dark blue eyes, and Amy's jaw tightened. "Don't tempt fate, Ms. Jeffries. We have ways of dealing with powerful Spirits."

"Really? Do tell." Nikki crossed her arms over her chest, clearly enjoying herself. "Because unless I let you slap some of those dampening cuffs on me, I don't see an Earth Mage, even one of your caliber, taking me." Her voice deepened just a bit, taking on a smokiness that ached Power. "And the jury is still out on whether those cuffs would hold me."

"They've held Elemental Lords," Amy said.

"Good. They might be a challenge, then." When Amy continued to stare coldly at her, Nikki laughed. "Really, Lieutenant, do you think I'm still just another odd Spirit you've never run into before? I am Death. I am a Horseman of the Balance. If I decide to leave, and take your soul with me, there's really nothing you could do to stop me."

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The secret to high wordcounts is 15-minute sprints. Now you know.

(metrics) Sometimes, the body count just isn't high enough....

starting count: 942
Ending count: 1718
Words added: +776


Starting line:
I nodded. “Just makes sense.” I looked over at her. "Anything else I should know?"

Ending line:
"Danielle said the caller said no."

Darling:
There was silence, broken only by David's keystrokes, after I said that. I hate dealing with the ghosts of children, and I knew David did too. Child ghosts are either heartbreaking or just plain evil. There isn't anything in between.

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Between this and the stuff on Last Rites, I've broken 4k today! I'm exhausted! Time for folding laundry and watching the Red Sox.