“Twas the Night Before Nano”


Twas the night before Nano, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, I’d evicted the mouse
My laptop was on by the chimney with care,
In hopes that my writing muse soon would be there.

When at the back of my mind there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the desk to see what was the matter.
Away to the mirror I flew like a flash,
Peeled open my eyes to see the source of the crash.

But my eyes were as glassy as the new-fallen snow
For it was way past my bedtime on this night you know.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But my run away muse, coming ever so near.

What a shifty little man, so lively and quick,
My shock in that moment nearly made me sick.
More rapid than eagles ideas flew in when he came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

“Now Climax! Now, Dialogue! Now, Plot and Conflict!
Come on you slow pokes, you haven’t got me licked.
Get out here, you dolts, the hours coming quick
Get into your part, don’t be such a prick!”

All my hopes before 12 o’clock were aflight,
Until they met up with midnight and stuttered with fright
In desperation to the Nano forums I went
and what should I find, but support heaven sent.

From “plot bunnies” to “help, I think I might die”
There was a massive roar, a rising war cry.
With a great deal of excitement I felt part of a surge
And vowed to God and country, my writing devils I’d purge!

But all through the month, my desperation it grew
My muse, fearing death, like a bat out of hell flew

But through blood, sweat, and tears, I knew I must make it

So I turned off my phone and on my butt I did sit!

Oh my mind was a blur and my fingers did ache
I drank 77 cups of coffee and ate way too many cupcakes
I vowed to survive, no matter the cost
And write that damn novel, even if my plot was lost!

So thank you, dear November, for a war justly won
Even though it was hard work it was a great deal of fun.
I hope you have a great year, and holidays, too
A novel again next year I challenge you to!