{"id":724,"date":"2012-02-26T20:10:54","date_gmt":"2012-02-27T01:10:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/vg-ford.com\/?p=724"},"modified":"2012-02-26T20:10:54","modified_gmt":"2012-02-27T01:10:54","slug":"metrics-bloody-ghosts-and-car-crashes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/?p=724","title":{"rendered":"(metrics) Bloody ghosts and car crashes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Starting word count:<\/strong> 2326<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ending word count:<\/strong> 2903<\/p>\n<p><strong>New words:<\/strong> 577<\/p>\n<p><strong>Starting lines:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>He leaned on his cane, looking down at me, wry amusement and pain warring in his blue eyes. I didn\u2019t recognize him, but he apparently recognized me. \u201cReally, Sapph,\u201d he continued, not bothering to extend a hand to me as I just gaped at him. \u201cYou\u2019re getting wet.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ending lines:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>She\u2019d been pretty, once. Now, with half her face covered by a bloody curtain of hair and her teeshirt in scorched shreds, her right arm hanging uselessly at her side, she was a horror.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Darling:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I snorted. \u201cI don\u2019t believe in angels. Or demons, or anything else like that.\u201d My fingers curled around the door handle. I didn\u2019t want to turn my back on him, but I had to see what, if anything, was still inside.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt doesn\u2019t really matter if you believe, Sapph.\u201d He walked over to the other side of the car, not noticing the slick mud. \u201cTheir existence has very little to do with anyone\u2019s belief.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>++<\/p>\n<p>You know, I&#8217;m not writing a zombie story, but damn, that ending line sort of looks like I am.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Starting word count: 2326 Ending word count: 2903 New words: 577 Starting lines: He leaned on his cane, looking down at me, wry amusement and pain warring in his blue eyes. I didn\u2019t recognize him, but he apparently recognized me. \u201cReally, Sapph,\u201d he continued, not bothering to extend a hand to me as I just &#8230;<\/p>\n<p class=\"read-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/?p=724\">>>Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[35,3],"tags":[71,56],"class_list":["post-724","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-forgotten","category-metrics","tag-forgotten","tag-metrics"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/724"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=724"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/724\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":726,"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/724\/revisions\/726"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=724"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=724"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vg-ford.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=724"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}