I spent November burning the midnight oil to produce a timeless work of fiction for NaNoWriMo.  Every night I cussed and glared at the blank screen on the computer; every night I swore if I just got through it I would never agree to something so stupid again.  50,000 words painfully emerged onto the screen, and I anticipated the bliss of not having to do it any more, like carry a heavy rucksack or wear high heeled shoes.   Perversely, though, I now find I actually miss it, so I’m settting myself a goal of 500 words every day, without fail, forever and ever.   Okay – I’ve got the determination, all I need now is an idea…

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