I thought I could skip nanowrimo this year. That is.......until last night I kept drifting in a semi-awake/asleep stage where someone was whispering plot lines at me. Apparently the muses demand I write a story about a roman mother and her sons and daughters. The only way I could fend them off was by promising to make december my version of
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