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James Joyce, NaNoWriMo Legend
__ NaNoWriMo
A Play in One Act

Dramatis Personæ:
  • STEVE
  • MIKE
SCENE—a bar; early December, 2011.  America has just wrapped up another NaNoWriMo, aka National Novel Writing Month.  Two guys—STEVE and MIKE, both, mid-20s—are drinking beers, doing shots, and totally partying.

MIKE:
So, Steve, you do NaNoWriMo this year?



 
 
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It was like this, but green.
_ Have you ever lit a single candle on a birthday cupcake all by yourself and blown it out seconds later in complete silence?  It is impossible to pull it off and not seem like the most depressed person alive.   Before I tell that story, here is a fried chicken review and the provenance of the cupcake.

On Saturday November 5th I turned 37.  Yo: I look 35, so it’s not like I’m sweating it.  An ex-girl of mine invited me out to dinner for my birthday.  It’s cool, our relationship is completely de-militarized.  Knowing my obsession with fried chicken, she suggested Lillie’s Q in Chicago.  She claimed it was the best fried chicken she ever had.  I cant ignore bold claims like that, so consented.   We went this past Tuesday night.


 
 
Reply to Charles Bukowski's "So You Want To Be A Writer"
by Dennis O'Toole

Bullshit.

(C) Dennis O'Toole, 2011

 
 
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