First Line of Friday:

He stepped over the body like a prom queen moving over a puddle.

Last Line of yesterday:

I swallowed. This part I didn’t like talking about. Hell, what fae did?

Current Word Count:
19619

Words Weekend:
4488

Par:
19500

Death Count:
Oh dear bog I’ve lost count. Umm…
5?
3 otherwise out of action
unknown wounded
Plus several dozen weasels, hamsters, and terriers dead.

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My parents were in town!

First Line of yesterday:

Of course, the house was locked, unlike the garage. But one of the Interfaith guys – Ric – turned out to have a secondary skill of picking locks.

Last Line of yesterday:

Well, right now was not the moment to change it, and I wasn’t going to involve Rebecca in someone waving a gun around, just because she – or, say, Jordan or Sophia or Brenden – looked more like good kids than I did.

Current Word Count:
13146

Words Yesterday:
933

Par:
13500

Death Count:
Still 3

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First Line of yesterday:

At first, it was one jeep, one khaki-green jeep driving by.

Last Line of yesterday:

And the garage was empty of cars, just the lawn mower and a couple of kayaks.

Current Word Count:
12213

Words Yesterday:
1617

Par:
12000

Death Count:
3
2 wounded
2 left the party

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Glad I have – had – a buffer!

First Line of yesterday:

“That’s the best I can do for your arm here.”

Last Line of yesterday:

Then the army jeep showed up.

Current Word Count:
10596

Words Yesterday:
1323

Par:
10500

Death Count:
3

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First Line of Saturday:

“Just head straight down this road for a bit.” Byron settled into the front seat.

Last Line of yesterday:

“Here we go.”

Current Word Count:
9273

Words Saturday/Yesterday:
1518/1524

Par:
9000

Death Count:
3
2 wounded

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First Line of yesterday:

For a few minutes, we drove in silence, except for Byron’s directions: turn here, turn there, go left.

Last Line of yesterday:

The river was burbling unhealthily, and we had miles to go before we slept.

Current Word Count:
6231

Words Yesterday:
1533

Par:
6000

Death Count:
3

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First Line of yesterday:

The bus lurched and shook as I navigated the shoulder – and the curb, the mailboxes, and some yard – getting us to Byron’s shortcut.

Last Line of yesterday:

The bus quieted, just in time for us to hear the cannon fire.

Current Word Count:
4698

Words Yesterday:
1511

Par:
4500

Death Count:
~2

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First Line of yesterday:

Why don’t we share the van sounded so reasonable, until you got down to brass tacks.

Last Line of yesterday:

“Better than waiting, at least.”

Current Word Count:
3187

Words Yesterday:
1518

Par:
3000

Death Count:
~1

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First Line of yesterday:

“Hey, Emmett, grab me a beer while you’re-”

Last Line of yesterday:

“Why don’t we share the van?”

Current Word Count:
1669

Par:
1500

Words Yesterday:
1669

Death Count:
0

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My planned project for June 2014 Nano is going to be a series of short stories/a serial adventure story tentatively named Escape from Rochester.

Its tagline is “6,444,000,000 people are about to die. Raven cares about 31 of them.”

And… yes, it’s my practice-killing-characters-off story.

It’s set in Fae Apoc, in Rochester, NY (probably), right in the middle of the apoc, and stars Raven, probably-a-Faded fae, and approx 62 of Raven’s closest friends, associates, and chance-met strangers.

What I am looking for:
* 30 ways to die in the apoc
(slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don’t need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free)

* 62 or so fae apoc characters, Faded, near-Faded, or human, with as much detail as you want to give me. Want to be a cameo in a story? Write that up. Want to kill off a version of someone you don’t like in my story? Let me know!

* anything else!

* Oh Yeah: good gods for Rochester, NY

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