It’s Thanksgiving Day, and I’m already feeling the pressure. Thank goodness I used Reverse NaNoWriMo or I would NEVER get to where I’m supposed to be!
Anyway, I have written 690 words and with that, I’m off to watch movies and eat dinner. Yet I really wish I could end my story with these words: “And so, in the year 2020, America was turned into a benevolent constitutional monarchy with Gregg Porter as its king and Joseph Houston as the prime minister. Donald Trump died of a heart attack, but no one cared. Gobble gobble!“