So I'm writing and I have no clue what comes next. It's like I am writing on the edge of the abyss, not knowing which words come next...and no, not the abyss in the Bible from whence come the dragon. More like the edge upon the abyss of reality. Which is scary place to be for me. But it that's how I write: so be it.
Sort of licensing writing above any other project I have going on is probably not the best idea. So I need to set down some ground rules for NaNoWriMo.
Writing does not come before sleeping, eating, or any member of the family, including the cat. In fact, those are my ground rules.
Oh yeah, if I turn insane over this horrible piece of writing, everyone must say that I "went insane for my work." Thank you. That is all.
Also, I find this highly amusing. Notice the white kid on the right. I know one kid who's parents will be voting for McCain.
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