With November coming up, I would like to ask:
Who all is doing the NaNoWriMo?

I am determined to actually pass 50000 words this year. I figure that 2000 words a day will be more than enough to accomplish this feat. My story will be steampunk on another world. The deviations I'm posting (Industrial Parks, Flying Islands, and Flora Jacoby to name a few) are all related to the story. I still need to come up with a few details in the plot but it's pretty much fleshed out. With that said, be my writing buddy on NaNoWriMo! Last year my friends list was woefully empty. I hope everyone who reads this considers writing something this November.

Takk og Bless,
Jaroslav

NaNoWriMo: [link]
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Things are not always as they seem. I would just like everyone to know that as we hurtle along closer and closer to this climax. I notice something coming. Things are happening faster than ever and I want everyone to be ready. The lines will be drawn and no one will be able to hide any longer. I know where I stand. Do you?

Takk og bless,
Jaroslav

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An excerpt perhaps.

He squeezed the trigger thoughtlessly. A flash of sparks bounced into his eyes and mouth reminding him of the great ill he had just done, but that did not matter. Through the smoke he could see the spiraling bullet traveling on. It entered the glass and sent a thousand mistakes, lies, and truths showering out behind the frame. All the things he refused to see, pressing their condemnation upon him and showing him what he really looked like, were destroyed in an instant. He blinked. Time seemed to slow, and it felt as if an eternity had gone by before his eyelids fluttered open again. There was nothing left. All things had ceased to be. He tried to speak but could not. A darkness, so solid it could be felt, pressed down upon his eyes, and a mighty gust swept away the rest of his matter.

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You can read my finished story here: [link]

It's called The Darkest Death. Now you know why I like cockney so much. Please tell what you think about it.

Well, right, all fings are gahn not so bad. Oh! I'm bloody well writin' anuvver sci fi story. Except this time I'll finish it. It's right oresome, init? I just 'ope the Government don't swoop in and take it oray. I'll get out me spoons. That would be sad, right? Well, right, any road, I just wanted ter show yer this: [link]
Yeah, right, so 'ave fun.
Jaroslav

P.S. I 'eard some blokes goin' on about 'ow great socialism is. Yeah, I guess they 'ave never lived in UtopiaDystopia the mockers onia.