65000 words 65% finished line of the day: Bess rubbed her fingers through the soft sand and found a smooth stone, a rough shell. She rubbed the edges of each and then allowed them to clack together in her palm when she closed her fingers over top. M

57000 words 57% complete line of the day: “Be careful,” he said. Bess looked at him. “I think it’s too late for that.” And here the stories diverge. The best part about being a writer is making things happen. Ah, yes. The power! The control! I make the choices, I put the pieces in place, [...]

31 pages! 7, 750 words. Phew. I’m whupped. M PS — I’ll post the winner when I see who got the closest! Thanks to everyone for their votes, haha! M oh yes, P.S. line of the day: Encouraged, she stood on her tip-toes to offer her mouth, but Nick put a hand on her shoulder. [...]

Today I’m going to see what a little self-discipline will do for me. If you know me at all, you might believe I have either a. MUCHO self-discipline or b. understand I have NO self-discipline. Haha! I have, in the past, been known to do/eat/buy/wear/say things that really…I knew I shouldn’t. On the other hand [...]

42250 words 42.3 % finished line of the day: It wasn’t until later, when beneath the hot water of her shower Bess tried and failed again to find the guilt she knew should belong to her, that she realized something. They’d put their hands and mouths all over each other. They’d licked and stroked and [...]

35,750 words 35.8% completed line of the day: The twin dark circles on the inside of her thigh could have been mosquito bites, scratched open, and not the pressure prints of his fingers. I thought I’d written more pages, but still not a shabby showing. M

24, 750 words 24.8% finished I hit 99 pages today. I think I should write one more, just to hit 100. I wrote 31 pages today, booya! Yeah!!! line of the day: The first spat of rain hit the windows like the sound of marbles clattering into a jar.

17000 words 17% complete line of the day: She touched one, an already yellowing rose on one hip and remembered Nick’s teeth had put it there.  Biting, hee! Oh, and…is it writing fiction if it actually happened? I mean…well, not if it *actually* happened, maybe, but if it mostly really happened? But not quite the [...]

11,000 words total 11% complete line of the day: When he bent to kiss her, the taste of him chased away logic.

I’m really quite annoyed that my word meter doesn’t seem to work here; nor does any sort of boxy html codey type thing. So, today: 6000 words 6% finished line of the day: Twenty years ago, Bess Walsh had stood on this same beach, in almost the same spot, and ended her life.