So, there's this thing called NaNoWriMo. This stands for National Novel Writing Month. It's when a bunch of people gather up the motivation to push out an entire novel (50,000 words) in one month.
I haven't been writing long enough to try to complete such a herculean task in such a short amount of time, but it's still pretty cool. Instead, I have decided to use it as motivation to try and spit out the rest of a story that has kind of faded into stagnation as of late. (Now that I think about it, I also need to come up with a better title. My working title sucks. I get embarrassed just opening the file.)
If you (yes, you nonexistant figment of my imagination, you) should be bored, or a masochist, I offer up the link to my writings thus far. It's called Hating to Love, I recommend starting at the first chapter.
I have only three rules.
1) Don't judge me.
2) If you have something to say about my writing, say it honestly. No more of less than necessary.
3) If you steal it, you're doomed to an inexplicable death.
Anyways, I mean to take great strides with this story over the course of November. I may also dabble a bit with Love Thief (yet another painfully titled piece of fiction), but I must focus on only one thing if I mean to accomplish anything.
We'll see! ;D
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