So, who - other than David and me - is thinking about engaging in that annual exercise in futility known as National Novel Writing Month?

Yes, it’s a couple of months away, but we like to embrace suicidal struggles early on.

If you’re one of those who feel the call, feel chosen, feel destined to be a part of this event, an event that quite possibly results in the largest amount of grammatical loose stools the world has ever seen in a 30 day period, then let us know.

We plan to form some kind of Ernest Hemingway / Charles Bukowski Drinking Club for Writers (Writing Club for Drinkers?), meeting up in the Denver area at least once a week, during which we will imbibe delightful beverages, converse, and then - come morning - regret not writing anything the night before.

C’mon, I know you’re sold on the idea - join us!

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