Nano - Week Two
I live, despite Nano’s best attempts to bring my weakened life force to a terminal conclusion. As I sit here on the cusp of week three the wordcount is a respectable 19,518. Not quite on target but within an acceptable striking distance.
The weekend was again lost to much carousing. Many thanks to Kesey, the Gin Lady and Elimare who all joined me in the celebrations of year number twenty nine. The dark tale of the The Dirty Three and the rainbow suited ecstasy goblins will be documented here in the near future. Unfortunately Nano commitments prevent me from devoting time to its immediate presentation. All words must go to feed the Nano-beast.