Sure, it's too late to do NaNoWriMo properly, but it's *not* too late to vomit 20,000 words of garbage, repressed emotions and memories, and call it therapy.

Don't worry, won't post anything here, except perhaps current word counts for the skinner box effect. C:

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742. I wrote some garbage, deleted it, and wrote about an unlikely pair of Alicia's instead.

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