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I got about an hour and a half to get some writing done. Aiming for 1200 words again. Wish me luck!
Finished with minutes to spare. Rough writing session -- but I got it done.
Last Line:
“I've got an absolute ton of questions for Emil and Ozanna, too, and I need to be preparing to meet my clan for the first time and keep out of sight of Nivelle. I'm not sure where to start.”
My focus is shot and it took me about an hour to get 600 words, but solid progress. Got another 50 minutes to work, let's see if I can make goal.
Goal reached with 10 minutes to go. Gonna stop here and grab some lunch. Woot!
Last line:
"...So how about we plan a time—” he glanced at Natalia and she nodded, mouthing 'tomorrow' “—tomorrow when we can have that conversation.”
After a few minutes silence, she said, “Turns out Natalia is a cuddler.”
Victor grinned. “That so?”
“She and Benj are tangled together like a couple of puppies, but when it was Benj's turn at watch, she was just as happy to cuddle up to me.” Leyla smiled at the memory. “Didn't get elbowed once, either. Unlike some people I could mention.”
Victor rolled his eyes.
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About 850 words done. Pleasantly surprised given how I've been feeling.
I think I figured out where i started going sideways on Clan Luna 2.
It's further back than I'd hoped, got a lot of rewriting to do. But I think I can finally start moving forward again.
Got 500 words written today on Clan Luna 2. Slow start, but progress counts.
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Natalia nodded, “Yeah, that sounds good. Take care Gram and Pops, And don't forget that list.”
They hung up and Natalia stared at the phone.
Marcus watched her, worried. With the amount of trust she gave those two, would she see what he saw?
After a moment, Natalia looked up from the phone, her eyes dark.
“I'm starting to wonder if they didn't want me to find the clan.”
I nodded, relieved at the thought. "Yeah. So Emil and Ozana first. Then we can call Vasile and Tamara and set up a meet. And go from there.”
I wanted to make the call before my nerves got the better of me -- and we had wasted enough time alright. So I pulled out a burner phone and texted Emil and Ozana with a code that told them it was me messaging and I was safe. Then I asked them to call me if they could.
Looking aorund the table I said, "I don't know how long it will take them to call, they might be--"
The phone rang.
I hurried to pick it up and put it on speaker.
"Natalia?" Emil asked. "You are safe, child?"
"Yes, Emil. We've got a temporary safehouse set up and don't expect any trouble while we're here."
"Good. That is good. We are safe also. What did you need?"
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Got 750 words done today. That's half my daily goal, but given how hard it was to write anything, I'll call it a win.
Stopping early today. I have time for another couple hundred if I push, but pushing feels like a bad idea right now.
"Can I..." I hesitated. "Can I ask for a hug?"
He said nothing for a moment, and I worried I shouldn't have said anything. In the dark, I couldn't see how he reacted and what if... but he only reached out and pulled me close to him. "Yeah, Natalia. What else are friends for?"
I giggled, and snuggled into his arms. "Thank you. I really need a friend right now."
"I know," he murmured, "Get some sleep, friend. We've got another long day tomorrow."
I drifted off like that, and didn't even notice when Leyla came in.
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Got about 1000 words done on L3 sequel today. So that's good.
I'm going to work late tonight, since I took a nap earlier and missed and hour of work. Grabbing some dinner and then we'll see what I can do with Meadowsweet.
Once Victor left Leyla came out of the kitchen and gave me a hug. "That went well."
I laughed. "Eavesdropper."
"Always.
"I'm not…Natalia, I'm not toying with you, I just..."
That sense of rightness was still with me and I turned and quieted her with a kiss. "I said playing Leyla, not toying. I don't have much experience but I do know the difference."
"Oh. Good."
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Nap helped. Getting some work done on the sequel to Last Lady of Lună.
My legs shook as I walked toward Mama’s grave. Marcus, my first, stalked behind me, unhappy with my insistence on coming here. I didn’t blame him. It was a predictable move, for me. And after this I promised that I would listen to his advice and not put myself at more risk if I could help it. But…
I reached the grave and collapsed to my knees in front of the stone.
“Mama…”
Mama couldn’t answer, of course. Couldn’t hold me the way I desperately needed her to. But Lună’s light caressed my shoulders and I felt her compassion and love for me. Her reassurance.
“Thank you,” I whispered, “I don’t think we’d have survived without your help.”
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Getting some writing done on the as-yet untitled sequel to The Last Lady of Lună
Ooh... Um... let me see what I can find that isn't too spoilery.
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The graveyard was quiet at night. There was probably a watchman somewhere, but if so I had never seen him. And my sotii knew patience and silence – it was part of why I’d chosen them. Though I still wasn’t entirely sure why they all had chosen me.
“I know you aren’t really here. You’ve become the grass but that isn’t the same as /being/ the grass. And Lună can hear me anywhere.
“But it won’t be the same when I can’t come here.”
After a minute, Marcus cleared his throat, interrupting the silence.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small stone. One I’d found the night Marcus and the others had agreed to be my sotii. Setting it carefully on the gravestone, I stood up and dusted off my pants.
Did it! Finished editing Last Lady of Luna AND got the pronunciation guide done!
Tomorrow I'll run a quick spellcheck and start on layout and shit.
For now, work is done for the day. Gonna get some housework done, have dinner, and go for a walk.
stardew was fun and relaxing. Now I'm back to work, editing Last Lady of Lună. I should finish edits in the next hour. Woot!
"Is that what you call it?" Nastasia snorted. "You became distant. Silent. You went on duty, and everything stopped. Karen even stopped asking to see my knives."
Karen meeped and jumped on Nastasia. "I forgot about the sharps! Damn it, I forgot about the sharps." She buried her face in Nastasia's neck, and Leyla would have said something, but Nastasia pulled her close. "I'm sorry. Work messes with my brain."
Leyla sighed. "I'm starting to think it messes with all our brains."
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4,300 words done on The Last Lady of Lună. Gonna take that nap, but may come back and do more later.
Got some good work done on The Last Lady of Lună today -- about 5700 words done.
Less than 10,000 words left for the read aloud edit, so should be done by Friday.
When she let go, he was panting, eyes closed, desperate.
Then she bit her finger and rubbed it across his lips. He flicked his tongue out to taste the drop of blood she left behind… and the world exploded as, for the first time since high school, Marcus Lear came hard and heavy in his pants.
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About 3500 words edited on Last Lady of Lună. Almost half way through for this round of edits.
Finished work for the day. As usual crazy fucking interruptions and shit spread a total of 6 hours work over 10 hours of the day. But could have been worse.
Anyway, finished the day with L3: 500 words written, 4000 words edited.
Not bad.
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I looked at them again. Everyone but Karen had their faces locked down, showing nothing. "You've got a lot of reasons to be pissed with me, and I won't apologize for doing the best I can to survive. But I sure as hell never wanted to trick you or force you into...
"I didn't tell you that 'sotii' means 'spouses' because I was afraid you would think I expected it. And I knew better."
Karen made a sound of protest, and I smiled at her, afraid to believe, afraid of how the others would react, but not willing to refuse her. "I thought I knew better."
"Karen--" Marcus started, but this time Leyla interrupted.
"What did you expect?"
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