So I noticed last year that we didn't actually have summer until the fall, and this year seems to be following suit.  I just wrote a pagish about probably Huxley and Bentley, but it could be anybody.  I feel like I haven't written in forever.

( She Burns Like Summer )

Got a day ahead somehow with NaNoWriMo.  Instead of trying to capitalize on my good fortune, I've been spending my day looking up what dogs my characters would be if they were dogs.  I thought I'd share my findings with you, to add some value to these hours.

( Reverse-anthropomorphism in 3, 2, 1... )

Hey pals.  November is suddenly here again and I find myself in day three of NaNoWriMo.

Last year was my first shot at it, and instead of just coming up with randomness and seeing where that went, I decided to commit to a sort of novelish idea I'd been kicking around, because if I didn't have a reason or a goal, I'd probably never write it.

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