The summer torture known as Camp NaNoWriMo is over! Dii daa the witch is dead! Well, no, it’s really, really not. There’s still a million words to go, but I am now 40,000 words closer than I was a month ago and that’s not nothing. But I’m still in it and my brain is fried and there’s many, many more words that need to be written.
Since I’m feeling very much like Alice lost in Wonderland, here’s a small, lovely memory from our trip to New York: