Tag: #NaNoWriMo
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Winning NaNoWriMo
The song began each morning before the roosters took their first yawns. It began after the stars had faded into a thin bluing screen and around the time the wind first breathed through the dewy grass. The coolness that perfects sleep dissipated with a final chill, and the village stirred. When the Song Meets the…
Grant Pearson 