This was my eleventh year participating in NaNoWriMo. Last year was meant to be my final year, because I felt I didn't need this event anymore to write. But then this...nightmare of a year happened, and on top of everything else, I fell into a writing rut. I still don't know if I can write my main story anymore. Things have changed, unfortunately ( Read more... )

This isn't really a series but I gave it a title like a series anyway, because this is something I encounter often and so I might write about it again. But yes, my memory is only good for useless things. In this case, I have a strong memory for vividly picturing the settings in things I read. What I've noticed is that I can pick up a book I read ( Read more... )

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