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Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 16

Sitting on the bench after Rosso left I started thinking about my life. Who was I, now, exactly? I truly didn’t know anymore.

I wasn’t one of the college boys ambling past me, unable or unwilling to lift their feet of the ground when the walked by – never had been. At that age I was already in my first year at the police academy back in Chicago, back when the minimum age to join was 19 and no college was required.

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NaNoWriMo Week in review

Okay, time for my take on the overall process of our collaborative novel writing experiment thus far: First, I’m quite pleased with how it’s going and am impressed with the work that’s been coming in from all involved both for its quality as well as the fact that producing that amount of writing each day […]

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Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 4

View all NaNoWriMo entries … What, exactly, is there to talk about Mr. Cervetti?” he asked. “Lenny.” “What?” “You can call me Lenny,” I said. “Nobody calls me Cervetti except for my P.O.” “Ah, still on parole then?” he asked, “I wonder how your parole officer would feel about what you’ve been doing out here […]

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