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The Next October Mia made her way down a familiar path to a world she had visited once before. In some ways it looked just as it did the year before: the buildings were still in the same places, though … Continue reading →

November thirtieth came, but it didn’t go without some very exciting news. Amy readied the purple trebuchet, sent the pawn flying toward Cole, and walked away. The pawn shattered on the floor. “That’s for you, Cole,” Amy yelled as she … Continue reading →

Three more days, the clock at Wrimo Hall said as Mia sat down to type. The yellow metal pencil, once sitting in her bag for the entire month, now sat next to her as a writing totem. Chris Baty mentioned … Continue reading →

After a few more sentences, Mia looked around Wrimonia. Some Wrimos weren’t writing at all and in fact weren’t carrying writing implements, but instead were wandering around Wrimonia with purple bars and relieved looks on their faces. These Wrimos were … Continue reading →

Missed Friday’s installment? Read Part Thirty-Three before continuing. Everything was gone. Writer’s Block, Inner Editor, the black bubble that Writer’s Block had been blowing to surround them. Mia looked up. It was just like the day she was browsing the … Continue reading →

The next day disaster struck. Amy and Keith, who were so present the day before despite their murder of an innocent woman, were nowhere to be found. Alaina, of course, was on an extended vacation. Unfortunately, other visitors did make … Continue reading →

With Keladryie’s inspiration, Mia wrote twenty-five hundred words that day, putting her at 33,500 words. As day twenty-five began, she drank two cups of coffee before beginning to write and grabbed a chocolate bar as a reward for writing a … Continue reading →

Wrimonia became more crowded over the next few days, but it wasn’t crowded enough to crash Wrimonia like it did over the last few days. More and more lime green bars appeared over people’s heads as Mia struggled to write … Continue reading →

But the guilt still floated over her. Why? Mia thought to herself as she walked around Wrimonia in search of a place to confess her writerly sins. All I wanted was a way to increase my word count, and I … Continue reading →

Mia took this as a lesson to back up her own novel, and she did back it up that night, sending it to her own email account and backing it up on a flash drive she had found in her … Continue reading →