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Day 22 - 8 days remaining
and on the good writing days nothing else matters.
- Neil Gaiman

Today's word count is 36,667. Did everyone have a chance to catch up over the weekend?
For most of us in the states, we'll be celebrating Thanksgiving this Thursday and many schools schedule time off so students can go home for the holidays! More time for writing, right? Right? Hello? Uh, where did everybody go?
Excerpts, questions, comments? Remember everything's good! Keep writing!
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*shrugs* Oh well, weekends are always hell...
As for the word count ... It will be growing along the week. XD I have high hopes for finally catching up this week and writing more than the daily word count. XD
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Trying to work on stuff today, though. for now, I'm going back to it and hoping to get a good chunk of the fight scene done before the kids get home, or I pass out.
But, a clip:
Jin-Yu frowned. She didn’t know the name. What the hell was going on? This had the potential to erupt into a full-on clan war unlike any seen in the Inner Sanctuaries in… centuries at least. Especially if the Metsumis didn’t just surrender.
It didn’t look like they were going to do that any time soon.
She watched the others, and could see the confusion on Kazuki’s face. Maybe he didn’t know what was going on. She saw someone tense at the flow of magic coming from the front and wondered if they should just leave. There was an opening, and sutepp offered them a modicum of protection.
Maybe.
She saw another man reach for his sword. She didn’t think; she reacted. Instinctually reaching for the magics, she grabbed her cousin by the collar and sutepp-ed to the side. They fell into a tangle of limbs in the room where Kazuki had been.
“Did you just sutepp through the window?” Min Hou asked, incredulous.
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*waves NaNo pom poms in a hopelessly British manner*
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