(metrics) A long day’s night of writing….

Starting Count: 38246
Ending Count: 41493
Net Gain: + 3247

Starting line:
Justin and Edgar hadn’t stopped casting; their chanting pushed Nikki along and out of the circle.

Ending line:
Before he could do more than gasp for air, Father Michael reached down and grabbed him by the arm, hauling him to his feet.

Darling:
She’d tried to contact him, once – he’d felt the briefest touch of her mind against his, and then walls had come down, heavy portcullises of magic and spider webbing that smothered him, secreting him away from her.

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I thought it was more words, but I went back and changed some things. Meh, not going to worry about it. I think this first draft should come in at about 70k – respectable, and gives me some room to fix things in the rewrite.

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