Count: 200 words
Total Count: 2,800
It's obvious the EDJ is going to interfere with the great word count I was getting over the weekend (notice how I've changed my tune about the 1,300 words?--looking better all the time!). Not just yesterday's count--I'm factoring in how I'm doing this evening, even though you don't see that word count yet.
I just can't take a marathon session of sitting and typing after doing that all day for the EDJ.
First draft, please don't quote or repost.
The farther she moved into the woods, the more strange they seemed. Katie had lost her sense of direction, and it added to her sense of strangeness to see no tracks and no other indication anyone was in these woods but herself. It came to her what a rash thing she did rushing after a unknown figure in the middle of the night. As the thought crossed her mind, she saw the dark figure ahead. Katie stopped. Mel stood there, her dark hair and clothing tossed by an unfelt, unseen wind. Her expression of pain and sorrow tore at Katie’s heart.
“Mel, it’s me,” Katie said in a shaky voice.
Her sister held out her hand, and started to fade from sight.
“Mel!” Katie screamed, and she lurched forward, reaching for that outstretched hand.