Are the pigs still screaming, Clarice?

5/90

TDC
Words today: 884
Words total: 49,629

3,800 / 67,500 (5.6%)

Reason for stopping: quota, and end of scene
Exercise: packing
Tyop: n/a
Darling: ...while pigs died shriekingly in the valley below This will not survive the draft, of course, but I'm happy I got to use my favorite horrible Lovecraftian adverb.
Mean things: listening to pigs being slaughtered, getting told to take their revolution and shove it
Deaths: several pigs
Jury-rigging: Tomorrow, this scene must travel back in time, and I have to rearrange the last chapter to fit it in somewhere.

Other writerly stuff: Lois Tilton likes "Smoke & Mirrors". Thanks to cristalia and sovay for the heads-up. Poor Surtr--he is not feeling the love. At least nobody called him Loki this time.

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The salsa came out really well, though I used a little too much lime. And maybe a whole habanero to four tomatoes is a bit much, but my head didn't quite burst into flame.

I thought I had something else to say... But now, gone.