NaNoWriMo isn't easy, and it isn't always worth it, but if you want a jump-start on a writing
project, there are few things better. And it's certainly doable, but you need to be willing to turn off your internal editor, as it were. The goal isn't to write 50,000 words of pure gold, but rather to write 50,000 words of some kind of story. To prove it can be done, I'm going to write a 50,000 word story right now, here, in this status. I assume Facebook won't allow me to post a 50,000 word status, so at the point it cuts me off, I will post the remainder of the story as comments. I hope I don't get my account banned for this. This explanation is part of the story. Mitchell woke up that morning, always, every morning. This was a Groundhogs Day kind of thing, where he kept waking up on the same day. Today, there was no apostrophe. Tomorrow perhaps their would be. That's how Mitchell kept time, because time was still something he believed in. Mitchell was still in his first couple dozen cycles, when this kind of thing could still potentially be fun. He would use the time to rob stores, explore dangerous locations, and generally get up to mischief. He didn't know what personal life lesson he was supposed to learn from this, but he had all of eternity to figure it out. And yet he only had one day. And so the cycle continued. Mitchell woke up that morning, always, every morning. This was a Groundhog's Day kind of thing, where he kept waking up on the same day. Today, there was an apostrophe. Tomorrow perhaps their wouldn't be. That's how Mitchell kept time, because time was still something he believed in. Mitchell was still in his first couple dozen cycles, when this kind of thing could still potentially be fun. He would use the time to rob stores, explore dangerous locations, and generally get up to mischief. He didn't know what personal life lesson he was supposed to learn from this, but he had all of eternity to figure it out. And yet he only had one day. And so the cycle continued. Mitchell woke up that morning, always, every morning. This was a Groundhogs Day kind of thing, where he kept waking up on the same day. Today, there was no apostrophe. Tomorrow perhaps their would be. That's how Mitchell kept time, because time was still something he believed in. Mitchell was still in his first couple dozen cycles, when this kind of thing could still potentially be fun. He would use the time to rob stores, explore dangerous locations, and generally get up to mischief. He didn't know what personal life lesson he was supposed to learn from this, but he had all of eternity to figure it out. And yet he only had one day. And so the cycle continued. Mitchell woke up that morning, always, every morning. This was a Groundhog's Day kind of thing, where he kept waking up on the same day. Today, there was an apostrophe. Tomorrow perhaps their wouldn't be. That's how Mitchell kept time, because time was still something he believed in. Mitchell was still in his first couple dozen cycles, when this kind of thing could still potentially be fun. He would use the time to rob stores, explore dangerous locations, and generally get up to mischief. He didn't know what personal life lesson he was supposed to learn
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Mitchell's Day
Mystery / ThrillerNaNo 17. Mitchell has a tough day. This 50k short story was written in 25 minutes.
