It’s that time of year again.
That’s 66,000 words of pure, unedited garbage.
Remember my list? Let’s check it twice.
Place is an important part of this novel.
Since we are into this NaNo-planning thing, how about an excerpt?
The month is young!
How is everyone holding up?
Let’s get some tunes on.
Wherein I try to make sense out of my “plot.”
In which I babble about trains and more maps.