Finished National Novel Writing Month a day early this year, with a few words to spare. And I immediately edited some of the words out. Sometimes the story's done before 50,000 words.
On to other things: Anyone want to read a novel about a guy who goes crazy while he's wandering the surface of Iapetus alone -- with the ghosts of Richard Nixon, Jack Kennedy, and Bebe Rebozo? (And my wife thought my Nixon obsession would never pay off.) Let me know if you want to read it.
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