The writers were waiting to start the word race.
Some had plotted and outlined a story with great care,
While others were hoping when writing a story would be there.
The writers were waiting with no time for beds,
While visions novels danced in their heads.
Trying to working through a potential plot gap,
And I was thinking it was almost time for a nap.
But what was I thinking with November minutes away,
An event like this deserves a soiree.
There will be rejoicing and songs on piano,
Wishing you all a very merry NaNo!
Happy NaNo Eve!
Novel: The Muse's Mix-Up
Word Count: 0/50,000