#(cant believe i used the wrong tag asdfjfkdkks)

[keen2meecha]

We're gonna do this update for last week (so, everything I wrote up until the seventh) and then at the end of this week I'll do another one for this week! :)

Words Written: 5477/20000 (~27%)

Average Words Per Day: 632~

Reflection: We started out strong! But now things are heating up at school and we're wavering haha. But I did manage to finish the first act of trust! Fun fact: writing a sequel is kinda different from writing a standalone or first book. On one hand, less worldbuilding and exposition (generally speaking, of course). On the other hand, referring back to events in the first book to remind readers what happened. I've never done this, so I'm not sure I've found the right balance yet, but we're getting there! Also since I didn't plan on finishing the first act in 6k words, we're the plan is to switch to cumulative word count across all wips, rather than just this one :)

EXCERPT:

“What’s up with Mom?” Sofia asked quietly, watching them through the window. They had paused on the porch; Mr. Black, while not a particularly tall man, certainly loomed over Mom. She, however, was more of a presence with her feet planted and her arms crossed as she talked to him.

“Hm?” Aunt Aveline followed her gaze. “Nothing for you to worry about, Sofia. Probably just something about last year.”

Except Sofia had been very clear that Mr. Black was — unfortunately — probably the biggest reason Sofia had made it through freshman year. Mom had no reason to be this upset with him. And Mom was not one who was quick to… most negative emotions, really. She had never truly raised her voice at Sofia or any of the other children, only cried maybe once that Sofia had seen — she had certainly never shown that body language, even in her arguments with Aunt Aveline, as few and far between as they were. Really, the worst she tended to get was interrogatory.

“Oh!” Sofia said suddenly, as if she had just remembered something. “I need that loaf I made!”

“Which one?” Aunt Aveline asked dryly — she was rather bemused by the uptick in Sofia’s bread making.

Sofia rolled her eyes but otherwise ignored her, darting into the kitchen to find the bread she had made a few hours ago. It had been left on the rack to cool and been forgotten once Kruze had arrived. Now she snagged it and wrapped it in plastic wrap as quickly as she could. She made it all the way to the front door, wrapped loaf in hand, before Aunt Aveline noticed.

“Sofia Smith don’t you dare—”

She pulled the door open and stepped onto the porch.

“—Doesn’t need to know about — Sofia!” Mom cut herself off mid-sentence, eyes wide.

“Here.” Sofia thrust the loaf into Mr. Black’s stomach. “And if I see that in the fridge in the teacher’s lounge, you will hear words.”

“This is bread.”

“Observant as ever, sir.”

His flat look at the quip was a relief; whatever Mom had said, it couldn’t have been too terrible or life-altering.

“I should get going. Smith… Sofia, I expect to hear from you within the week. And it was nice to see you again, Faline. I’ll keep what you said in mind.”

Mom did not look satisfied by that answer at all, but all she did was purse her lips and watch him walk away.

“Again?” Sofia asked as he got into the sleek black car that was parked on the curb. “What did he mean, ‘again’?”

“Hm? Oh, we ran into each other while you were at the hospital. It’s a little chilly — let’s get inside before we catch our deaths.”

It was a plausible enough explanation.

So why did it sound so much like a lie?

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#camp nano update #camp nano 2021 #im v v v excited for the subplot being hinted at here #also made it to mila's introduction #so that might get its own update #if i actually manage to write it! #g2 #(cant believe i used the wrong tag asdfjfkdkks)