The WDC NanoLounge

Once, I achieved success, but every year after that, school took over, invading without kindness or concern for my writing. But this year, since I'm retired, I have a chance. Yeah!!!!!

It's great to hear everyone snorting at the starting gate. I see the ground already looks like it has hoof marks scored deeply. I hear the bugles. I feel the excitement. Like you, I can't wait to start.

Alas, some people already know what they're writing about. Panic! I have one month to choose a plot, one month to align fingers with inspiration. Ack! Now, I, too, am tossing my head and whinnying, my eyes bloodshot, my -- well, not yet. I guess, that comes in November. FOFL

But, pardon me, as I elbow into line with the rest of you. I'm here! I'm here! I'm here! (But not ready. Not centered on my idea (except I know there'll be aliens in it!)

But I'm adding my neighs to the starting gate! Yippee! Let's gallop!

Shaara