You can hear it drifting across the still of the autumn day... NaNoWriMo... a chanting of voices like the low sound of a Viking war party... NaNoWriMo.... Softly it stirs the soul, a faint whisper .... NaNoWriMo... closer it draws, voices joining in on the low chant... NaNoWriMo.... NaNoWriMo... NaNoWriMo....
The National Novel Writing Month, a time of hectic writing and wild muses that fly with the icy winds of approaching winter... NaNoWriMo... it stirs the souls of writers... NaNoWriMo.... it brings them to their chairs and sends them on a dizzying quest ..... NaNoWriMo.... a quest to reach 50,000 words... NaNoWriMo... are you brave enough to heed the call? The call of... NaNoWriMo.
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