At least they didn’t turn into pumpkins.

When the clock struck midnight on Dec. 1, groans stretched across the Kenyon campus. At that fateful moment, some experienced pure elation — eternal glory would be theirs, just as soon as they edited their finished product and sent it to a publisher. For others — despair. NaNoWriMo was ending and they had not reached their goals. At Kenyon, a school full of aspiring authors and poets, plenty tried their hand at the seemingly impossible deed of participating in NaNoWriMo. Read some of their stories after the jump…

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