I HAVE NOW CRUSHED NANOWRIMO'S FACEI HAVE CONQUERED YOU NANO!
In other news, that means that I will now update all of the poetry that I arbitrarily put in the novel for the sake of wordcountage.
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How To Write A NovelHow to write a novel:How To Write A Novel
Fail nope. Still failing. Do you have an idea yet? No? More fail. Come on, a new story think of one. You can do it. You can do it. You can do it. You can do it You cant do it. Think. Do it. Think harder.
Harder. Who is your MC? Is he going to save humanity? Is he going to kill it? Does he even know what humans are? Does he eat brains? Or sushi? What about sushi? Nah, no sushi.
This is not helping, is it? No.
No hobbits.
Dragons? Perhaps.
But not typi
by ~checkminus4life
Dancing RainToday as I drove down the road speeding my way at ninety five I watched as the raindrops danced, swaying back and forth on the hood of my car.Dancing Rain
They looked to be having so much fun there, having a party that I was not invited to.
I wish I could join them there, but then I knew I was a part of them. Soon I would know how they felt, soon I would be falling at almost that speed.
Soon my body would be plummeting ungracefully in a way that only clumsy bodies can, but for now the raindrops need me; they need me to make them dance, to bring joy to
by ~checkminus4life
Dear EmilyDear Emily, Do you remember me? The way we used to be beneath the tall oak tree?Dear Emily
Do you remember that poem, the way it's words would roam over the rocks, through the sea foam?
You're not as pretty any more as you were before but I'll still knock on your door if only for the poetry I wrote in days of yore.
So tell me Emily, do you remember me?
by ~checkminus4life
Suicidal TendenciesSuicidal tendencies, bring out the best in me; Making my skin writhe in joy as the blood rushes down my skin.Suicidal Tendencies
This is what it is like to feel, this pain that courses through me is what home truly is.
I wish you could experience this, this unwavering sense of purpose, but instead you sit mockingly in a corner.
This should be you, this blood should be yours, and these words should be coming off your chapped lips.
by ~checkminus4life
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The dawn light spilled over the ground and over Vyu’s figure as she taught herself to run without depending on the balancing weight of her wings to steady her. It had taken her hours, but she was learning quickly enough for her to imagine the two limbs hadn’t been there to begin with. She almost preferred things this way; what was the use of having wings if you never flew anywhere?
She stood still and stared at the ground. How could she have forgotten? Her wings were the soul reason she had escaped the fortress on that night that seemed s
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. ---Gustave Flaubert
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Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings. ---Gustave Flaubert
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