I remember watching the raindrops shimmer before they cascaded by the wind towards my window. One by one, they slid down the glass and joined with other drops, sometimes reflecting iridescent splinters of light, before disconnecting. The drops formed long, vertical lines of water trails. They vanished out of sight. I remember the exact arhythmic…
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All the Butterflies in Our Cage [NaNoWriMo 2018 Project]
In 2018, I restart the regular intense, word dribble that one calls National November Writing Month. In the month of November, we write 50,000 words on a brand new novel project – I recall completing the challenge a few years back, but the result was on a project that I now deem unpublishable quality. But…