Today was somewhat chill in writing-land. I wrote a flashback for Seth, one of a few that I plan to pepper throughout the story to break up the stress and also provide some insight to his backstory since he’s kinda … far away from anything that might otherwise indicate that.
Word Count: 33,402
But at least he has this moment, with an unknown but solid roof over his head and a serene moment in the backyard.
The deer looks up, staring into one of the neighbors’ yards. Whatever she sees or hears over there, it’s enough to prompt her to move on, and she shuffles to the back alley and continues on her way. Seth leans over the sink to watch her go until she’s out of sight past the corner of the neighbor’s privacy fence.
Just like that, the moment is broken.