It’s November, and that means:
It’s Nanowrimo, or National Novel Writing Month. That’s right friends and neighbors. You, too, can join the throng and discover just how much pure, unexpurgated drivel you dump in your word processor in just thirty days. Chart your progress as you throttle your muse… and hurry, there’s already 6 million words in the well!
And no… I won’t be participating. But only because I write plenty enough unedited drivel right here, thank-you.
