My own first person contact-with-an-alien-species-as-metapho
But this nanowrimo community involves rampant plot excerpts, hectoring cries for critiques, characters killed, characters revised, novels deleted, novels renamed, webpages about the webpages about the novel, intricate histories, indelible joy and all manners of life's mayhem. It all rather makes me feel as though I am daydreaming of a fairly chaste kiss while everyone else is at third base.
I like to think, though, that chaste kisses have their place, and
I'm 20,900 words from playing spin the bottle.