And We Are Ashes: Chapter 4, Part 3
Nov. 4th, 2007 12:17 amToday's Word Count: 2,069
Current Total Word Count: 7,212
Estimated Total Word Count: ~100,000
What's bad: I couldn't focus most of today and didn't get nearly as much done as I'd like. Also, my ? key is doing weird things and not always closing italics tags when I need it to.
What's good: That I still more than made my word count. I am AWESOME.
What pleases me: Dean's note—and the words Don't look for me, and the deep silence that follows them—prickle her like a bug bite, endlessly itching, impossible to be ignored and keeping her scratching until she draws blood. Dean's always been private; a boy who drew hidden pictures on the backs of doors, a boy who didn't speak for nearly a year after his father died, a teenager who would walk six miles back to the car before passing out from blood loss, her first indication he was even wounded. But through those carefully held walls of privacy, Mary's always known that Dean was with her, that Dean trusted her, that he would follow her to the gates of Hell and back if she asked him.
( This is why your brother always got the extra cookie. )