I don’t have internet at work, per se, so while I wrote these workds last night, I’m posting them now. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Starting Count: 79752
\nEnding Count: 81424
\nNet Gain: +1672
\nCurrent NaNo count: 14460
\nCurrent Word YTD count: 15556
\nVal\u2019s Tea Fund: $8<\/p>\n
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\n Justin hesitated at Cleo\u2019s door, hand half-raised to knock, listening with both ears and mind to the turmoil inside the room.<\/p>\n
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\nWithout disturbing her, Justin raised his head a bit, so he could see the painting she\u2019d been working on. It sat on the easel, only half-finished, but it disturbed him in a way that her other paintings hadn\u2019t. Then again, he reasoned, he hadn\u2019t seen more than the few paintings she\u2019d worked on here. Maybe this is more representative of her style.<\/i><\/p>\n
Darling:<\/b>
\nIt was, in a wild, haunted way. Like all her other paintings in the room, this one was a New England piece; he recognized the landscape immediately, if not the exact place. But rather than the fall scenes she\u2019d been painting, this one was a winter scene, full of ice blues and silvers, snowflakes dancing in the background so lightly that he could almost feel the cold coming from the canvas. No house, not this time; Cleo had drawn instead a graveyard, an ancient ruin of tombstones and mausoleums, coated in snow and falling into disrepair. Rusty iron latticework fenced in the graves, and a faded wooden sign hung from one ring over the gate; Justin fancied he could hear the creaking as the wind blew past it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I don’t have internet at work, per se, so while I wrote these workds last night, I’m posting them now. \ud83d\ude42 Starting Count: 79752 Ending Count: 81424 Net Gain: +1672 Current NaNo count: 14460 Current Word YTD count: 15556 Val\u2019s Tea Fund: $8 Starting line: Justin hesitated at Cleo\u2019s door, hand half-raised to knock, listening …<\/p>\n