Anyone who knows me knows that I'm two things: prone to procrastination and easily distracted.
So while I sat down to type up a lot of notes for my NaNoWriMo (it's still November, right?) I of course put that off to look at all the .doc files I've filled with words and I came across one I titled
"The awesomocity of wordy-dads and sentences-schmentences."
Brilliant, right?
It was supposed to be about a man, Norman Lucas, who could utter single words and create whatever word he uttered (for example, if he held a glass and said "wine" he'd have a full glass of wine, if he said"explode" something would explode).
Things would happen as a result, mayhem would ensue, and etc. but we never got that far. We pretty much met Norman and introduced our plot device.
