Novel Stats

Uncanny

Today's Word Count: 559 words, 37.2k total

Excerpt:
Daniel stared at him, open-mouthed. What had he felt that day, that moment, when the blows were coming down as from the fists of the gods? Though everything else was a vague blur, like looking through a rain-streaked window, that day remained startlingly fresh and clear. The dust filling his nose as he lay on the ground; the glass from the scale’s shattered face falling like rain upon him.

Moving right along. Speaking of moving: March 10th is the date of our fateful departure from Grass Valley, our home for the last two years, to Sebastopol. Grass Valley saw fit to give us a nice sendoff: a few good days of snow. I enjoy snow very much--as long as it melts after a few days.
Onward!