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Baby Dinosaurs by Belinda Roddie When you look at baby dinosaurs, remember that one day, one of them will evolve into a little baby turkey. And then that little baby turkey will become a big fat turkey, just perfect for your Thanksgiving meal.

Over 50,000 by Belinda Roddie Over 50,000 words I've carved you into a wooden salad bowl. See how tiny every consonant is, while every vowel stretches its maw, jaw so pronounced and mouth so wide that you could stick a whole new different story inside. 50,000 pins stuck into a cushion, red as life itself, that now sits on your extra desk, where you pretend to sew yourself anew. I hope you find the syllables appealing, each rhythm concealing something demonstrably revealing about your sad and sloppy S.O. And now you've read the sentences, and dear, how pale you've grown! I promise it's all fiction, truly, and our real life is more than ideal. Let me kiss you twice to calm your fears, then three more times to sate you. I look forward to the next saga where shadows of my past pretend to date you.

Hi, everyone. In lieu of Storytellers this month, I am participating once again in National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. My personal goal is to write at least 60,000 words by the end of November. For those of you who don't know,  [Insert Self-Discovery Here],  my recently published debut novel,   was a product of my work for NaNoWriMo 2012. I am hoping to see equally fruitful results this year. As of November 23rd, I have: - Written  44,150 words.  This puts me 2,000 words lower than what I need for my personal goal, but definitely on track for the overall NaNoWriMo goal. I went on a day trip to my wife's hometown to celebrate her grandpa's 90th birthday and have an early Thanksgiving meal with the in-laws, so I'll catch up on the deficit tomorrow. - Still have yet to come up with a title. - Turned the Christmas Day kiss into a Christmas Eve kiss. Still works, y'all. - Officially declared this book's genre a "satirical romance." Not a ro...