Jocularity, Jocularity…
NaNo began today. My totem animal for the duration:
No, I am not writing about pirates. But for NaNo 2006, I vow to write in the spirit of an ungainly little creature who manages to hold its wrinkled snout high in dignified fashion, despite being dressed in an unbecoming, foppish, and cheap costume by a cruel master. Whatever the hell that means. If I spin it right, it totally counts toward my word total for the month. Hey, did you see how long that damned sentence went on for? Waste not, want not. ARR!