This year, I SWORE like a madwoman there would be no more forays into NaNoWrimo. RL is hectic, there are other fics to fry, so to speak, and committing to write 50k in a month is the very definition of insanity.
So of course, yesterday I was veritably mauled by a rabid plot bunny, whose characters have, in less than twenty four hours of conception,
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