Time to confess that I did sign up up for NaNoWriMo, but I waited until sometime about the middle of the month and Val has so kindly posted her work that I decided to share just a snippet from the slightly over 2,000 words that I have written... this has not been edited, has dreadful punctuation and other stuff but here it is:
I know Maude thinks about different things than I. Her childhood being much less a rosy prospect she must focus on other times and other places than the dingy cramped smelly quarters she occupied with her widowed mum and Thomas her brother. I would not know a thing about this early childhood except for the night we drank too much wine and stayed up all night telling each other our deepest darkest secrets. Tied by blood we became as
My Confession re: NaNoWriMo
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