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Welcome Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 23062 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 31 update!
You wrote 23062 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 31 update!
December 8, 2025 at 5:12 PM
Welcome Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 23062 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 31 update!
You wrote 23062 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 31 update!
📚 Your new word total: 23062
December 8, 2025 at 5:12 PM
📚 Your new word total: 23062
You go, Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 21252 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 30 update!
You wrote 21252 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 30 update!
November 19, 2025 at 3:24 AM
You go, Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 21252 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 30 update!
You wrote 21252 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 30 update!
📚 Your new word total: 21252
November 19, 2025 at 3:24 AM
📚 Your new word total: 21252
Excellent Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 18643 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 29 update!
You wrote 18643 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 29 update!
November 15, 2025 at 6:06 AM
Excellent Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 18643 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 29 update!
You wrote 18643 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 29 update!
📚 Your new word total: 18643
November 15, 2025 at 6:06 AM
📚 Your new word total: 18643
Awesome Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 17001 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 28 update!
You wrote 17001 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 28 update!
November 14, 2025 at 5:34 PM
Awesome Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 17001 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 28 update!
You wrote 17001 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 28 update!
📚 Your new word total: 17001
November 14, 2025 at 5:34 PM
📚 Your new word total: 17001
Gotcha Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 14891 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 27 update!
You wrote 14891 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 27 update!
November 13, 2025 at 6:08 AM
Gotcha Marc Maxmeister,
You wrote 14891 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 27 update!
You wrote 14891 words!
Great work! Keep writing!
Your 27 update!
📚 Your new word total: 14891
November 13, 2025 at 6:08 AM
📚 Your new word total: 14891
Blow it out, so our eyes will not be drawn to its power. Extinguish it so we can get some sleep. I plan to quit writing novels myself, sometime in the next hundred years.
Lemony Snicket
Nov 1, 2010 from the nanowrimo website
Lemony Snicket
Nov 1, 2010 from the nanowrimo website
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
Blow it out, so our eyes will not be drawn to its power. Extinguish it so we can get some sleep. I plan to quit writing novels myself, sometime in the next hundred years.
Lemony Snicket
Nov 1, 2010 from the nanowrimo website
Lemony Snicket
Nov 1, 2010 from the nanowrimo website
It brings light and warmth and hope to the lucky few who, against insufferable odds and despite a juggernaut of irritations, find themselves in the right place to hold it.
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
It brings light and warmth and hope to the lucky few who, against insufferable odds and despite a juggernaut of irritations, find themselves in the right place to hold it.
Give up your novel, and join the crowd. Think of all the things you could do with your time instead of participating in a noble and storied art form. There are things in your cupboards that likely need to be moved around.
In short, quit. Writing a novel is a tiny candle in a dark, swirling world.
In short, quit. Writing a novel is a tiny candle in a dark, swirling world.
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
Give up your novel, and join the crowd. Think of all the things you could do with your time instead of participating in a noble and storied art form. There are things in your cupboards that likely need to be moved around.
In short, quit. Writing a novel is a tiny candle in a dark, swirling world.
In short, quit. Writing a novel is a tiny candle in a dark, swirling world.
people, stop and think to yourself, probably no one here is writing a novel. This is why everyone is so content, here at this bus stop or in line at the supermarket or standing around this baggage carousel or sitting around in this doctor’s waiting room or in seventh grade or in Johannesburg.
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
people, stop and think to yourself, probably no one here is writing a novel. This is why everyone is so content, here at this bus stop or in line at the supermarket or standing around this baggage carousel or sitting around in this doctor’s waiting room or in seventh grade or in Johannesburg.
This is why you should stop. Most people are not writing novels which is why there is so little frustration and sadness in the world, particularly as we zoom on past the novel in our smoky jet packs soon to be equipped with pureed food. The next time you find yourself in a group of
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
This is why you should stop. Most people are not writing novels which is why there is so little frustration and sadness in the world, particularly as we zoom on past the novel in our smoky jet packs soon to be equipped with pureed food. The next time you find yourself in a group of
and that is the biggest folly of them all, because it will not work. You will not be happy all of the time. Unlike most things that most people make, your novel will not be perfect. It may well be considerably less than one-fourth perfect, and this will frustrate you and sadden you.
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
and that is the biggest folly of them all, because it will not work. You will not be happy all of the time. Unlike most things that most people make, your novel will not be perfect. It may well be considerably less than one-fourth perfect, and this will frustrate you and sadden you.
this way about that tiny portion of literature, so what does it matter? The author of that small bright thing, that treasured whisper deep in your heart, never should have bothered.
Of course, it may well be that you are writing not for some perfect reader someplace, but for yourself,
Of course, it may well be that you are writing not for some perfect reader someplace, but for yourself,
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
this way about that tiny portion of literature, so what does it matter? The author of that small bright thing, that treasured whisper deep in your heart, never should have bothered.
Of course, it may well be that you are writing not for some perfect reader someplace, but for yourself,
Of course, it may well be that you are writing not for some perfect reader someplace, but for yourself,
favorite book of yours – not the one you tell people you like best, but that book so good that you refuse to share it with people because they’d never understand it. Perhaps it’s not even a whole book, just a tiny portion that you’ll never forget as long as you live. Nobody knows you feel
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
favorite book of yours – not the one you tell people you like best, but that book so good that you refuse to share it with people because they’d never understand it. Perhaps it’s not even a whole book, just a tiny portion that you’ll never forget as long as you live. Nobody knows you feel
In fact, there are likely just a handful of readers out in the world who are perfect for your book, who will take it to heart and feel its mighty ripples throughout their lives, and you will likely never meet them, at least under the proper circumstances. So who cares? Think of that secret
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
In fact, there are likely just a handful of readers out in the world who are perfect for your book, who will take it to heart and feel its mighty ripples throughout their lives, and you will likely never meet them, at least under the proper circumstances. So who cares? Think of that secret
or read but unreread, lonely on shelves and in drawers and under the legs of wobbly tables. They are like seashells on the beach. Not enough people marvel over them. They pick them up and put them down. Even your friends and associates will never appreciate your novel the way you want them to.
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
or read but unreread, lonely on shelves and in drawers and under the legs of wobbly tables. They are like seashells on the beach. Not enough people marvel over them. They pick them up and put them down. Even your friends and associates will never appreciate your novel the way you want them to.
butter, for example, served next to a large, boiled lobster. Who wants that? If it were brought to the table, surely most people would ask that it be removed post-haste.
Even if you insisted on finishing your novel, what for? Novels sit unpublished, or published but unsold, or sold but unread,
Even if you insisted on finishing your novel, what for? Novels sit unpublished, or published but unsold, or sold but unread,
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
butter, for example, served next to a large, boiled lobster. Who wants that? If it were brought to the table, surely most people would ask that it be removed post-haste.
Even if you insisted on finishing your novel, what for? Novels sit unpublished, or published but unsold, or sold but unread,
Even if you insisted on finishing your novel, what for? Novels sit unpublished, or published but unsold, or sold but unread,
cake or smoked salmon with capers or aged goat cheese or a gin gimlet or some other startling item sprung from the imagination of some unknown cook. In fact, think of the world of literature as an enormous meal, and your novel as some small piddling ingredient – the drawn
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
cake or smoked salmon with capers or aged goat cheese or a gin gimlet or some other startling item sprung from the imagination of some unknown cook. In fact, think of the world of literature as an enormous meal, and your novel as some small piddling ingredient – the drawn
tablets and pureed root vegetables and never find oneself craving wild mushroom soup or linguini with clam sauce or a plain roasted chicken with lemon-zested dandelion greens or strong black coffee or a perfectly ripe peach or chips and salsa or caramel ice cream on top of poppyseed
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
tablets and pureed root vegetables and never find oneself craving wild mushroom soup or linguini with clam sauce or a plain roasted chicken with lemon-zested dandelion greens or strong black coffee or a perfectly ripe peach or chips and salsa or caramel ice cream on top of poppyseed
Besides, there are already plenty of novels. There is no need for a new one. One could devote one’s entire life to reading the work of Henry James, for instance, and never touch another novel by any other author, and never be hungry for anything else, the way one couldliveon nothing but multivitamin
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
Besides, there are already plenty of novels. There is no need for a new one. One could devote one’s entire life to reading the work of Henry James, for instance, and never touch another novel by any other author, and never be hungry for anything else, the way one couldliveon nothing but multivitamin
while everyone else is zooming over you in jetpacks, belching smoke into the sky. Stop it, is what the jet-packers would say to you. Stop it this instant, you in that beautiful craft of intricately-carved wood that is giving you such a pleasant journey.
November 12, 2025 at 4:25 PM
while everyone else is zooming over you in jetpacks, belching smoke into the sky. Stop it, is what the jet-packers would say to you. Stop it this instant, you in that beautiful craft of intricately-carved wood that is giving you such a pleasant journey.