This was a weird Nano cause I lost my job early in the month. So I was free to write (and it was Minion's first nano), but there was a lot of emotional kookiness. And it wasn't long after that everything in my life started to go dooown dooown dooown. But--now they're going up up up! So... everything changes. Accept accept accept.
One continuity year to year: The sore butt.
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I'm still so amused that Minion sucks on your fingers, and that you allow it! (Ah, the liberties we allow our furry companions ....)
I assume the "youthful enthusiasm" you refer to is Minion's. You aren't exactly one foot in the grave, missy! :)
It wasn't until I saw my first snowfall that I truly understood that silence that happens, that I'd only read about until then.
This flashback looks familiar ... have we known each other for this long, I wonder?
My idea completely died. I'm trying to decide if I should just quit (only 5,000 words in), or if I should come up with something new and put further effort into it. The problem is my idea is so NOT compelling that I keep forgetting about it. Two or three days will go by when I don't even think about Nano. This is very unlike me.
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