My Poor Characters

You guys, I’m getting a little concerned for my characters.

Their author just keeps piling things on them. O.o.

I just remembered that this is literally the beginning of the fourth quarter so the WORST is coming. O.o.

Who made me decide to write an end-of-the-world story? XD

Here is the best un-spoilery excerpt I could find. While things were still a little more happy in the story. XD

Marinne sat up slowly and smiled down at the sleeping baby beside her. The fire had burned low in the night, and the cold chill had broken her sleep more than a few times. She shivered and drew her coat tighter around her shoulders. The next season must be coming early. 

The dog stood at attention and barked joyfully as the guard and the apprentice entered the clearing, each holding a fish. They were deep in conversation as the guard laid the fish out on a rock and began to clean them. 

Marinne smiled to herself and tied the child on her, then drifted into the forest to collect more firewood. When she returned and set it beside the ashy fire, the guard looked up gratefully. 

They gathered around the campfire, the four of them and the dog, and shared the fried fish as the morning light grew. Marinne wiped her fingers on the clean grass beside her, then took another bite. It was barely cooked with no breading or seasoning, but each bite felt like a feast as it chipped away at her hunger. Leif woke up and smiled up at her, prompting the others to tease him for one.

I broke 36,000 words yesterday evening! While I’m conflicted about what’s going to happen next, I also am really excited to get further on this story.

What have you been writing lately?