The Eleventh Month. That which fills our hearts with dread and excitement. Anticipation fills the cores of our beings and our minds run wild like overflowing pools of inspiration in a rain storm of chaos. Will we prosper or will we find ourselves defeated by the daunting enemy we know only as Time.
NaNoWriMo approaches and I only have a basic outline of an idea <<
NaNo 2010
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