Sharpened fingers
I've sharpened my fingers, pencils, and all.
Determined to succeed: I shall not fall.
The wayside of NaNoWriMo is painful indeed,
littered with writers, egos, and need.
Yup, it's the last few hours before the off. Actually, quite a few hours, but for an Emu of little bonce (ergo weency brain) the hours stream by evermore rapidly.
I even know what I'll write! Sort of, almost ... nearly.
If you want to keep in touch with my NaNoWriMo efforts, I have a special blog for it called 'Camy's Idiocy.'
Ave.
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