(metrics) NaNo Word Count Day 13

No internet last night, so you guys get metrics today.

Saturday’s Metrics
Starting Count: 82885
Ending Count: 83856
Net Gain: +971
Current NaNo count: 16892
Current Word YTD count: 18645
Val’s Tea Fund: $11

Starting line:
“Now what do we do?”

Ending line:
“Maybe not all the breeders are dead,” she said, and he blinked. “What are the odds?”

Darling:
Madness’ laughter rang in his ears, nearly drowning out the sound of the sleet coming down on the roof of the trailer. Sleet that pounded down, almost rain or hail, harder than it had been moments ago. The taste of Power, ash and bile, combined on his tongue with the acrid copper of his own blood as he clamped his teeth together, fighting against the Chaos Lord’s touch.

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

(metrics) Day 14 Nanowrimo – still writing!

Starting Count: 83856
Ending Count: 85232
Net Gain: +1376
Current NaNo count: 18268
Current Word YTD count: 20021
Val’s Tea Fund: $11

Starting line:
“Well, we found three stretchers,” he said slowly. “I’d have to go over the impressions again from the casting chamber, but I suppose there could have been a fourth breeder, one that they got through the Gate before it was shut down. But we’ve theorized the Gate was heading back to the Chaos Realms. From what I just saw, Madness doesn’t have the girl anymore. So what happened?”

Ending line:
Nikki chuckled. “Ah, I see. Well, I’m having a general meeting tomorrow morning, at my house, when we’ll finish the final plans. I suggest you and Chief Reynolds join us.” She gave the address, and then said, “We’ll be expecting you around ten a.m., Lt. Don’t be surprised by what you find.” And then she hung up the phone.

Darling:
And now, somewhere out in the United States if they were lucky, a young woman sat next to a window, watching snow fall, with a time bomb ticking away in her belly.

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