Hisham has painted his face with a lumpy mixture of chokecherry juice and gopher snake eggs and walked head-first into a swarm of gnats. Now his face is a gnat graveyard.
Fourteen-year-old boys have style.
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Characters are still crawling around in the dark, looking for a way out.
(I forgot to eat breakfast, and now I’ve forgotten to eat lunch! Time to stop, or I’m going to end up like Maggie.)
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Leaves Turning Copper dances in the dark and vomits pain.
(Yeah, it’s one of those cheerful chapters.)
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Lots of guilt going around: Maggie has just realized that the settlement’s destruction is her fault, and Hisham is afraid that he’s killed Leaves Turning Copper.
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A typo from an early chapter:
“Steve stopped to take a leek in the bathroom.”
How about if we take that leek and scramble it with the dropped brain (Progrep 35)?
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I hit 50,000 words today, about halfway through the novel. Whee!
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Flows All Ways has had a vision and is heading toward the settlement while Pestle in Acorn Season shakes a rattle over Maggie’s pointy head.
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No fingers on the keyboard today.
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The aftermath of the quake is occupying most of the characters, Leaves Turning Copper in particular. She’ll be at it for some time.
No, she’s not pushing a broom. She’s pulling Raghida.
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A snippet from today’s chunk:
I don’t need healing, Maggie thought. A Steller’s jay landed on her head and started scolding. She brushed it away.
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