If Shakespeare did NaNo

(a mid-November rallying cry in the style of Bill the Bard)

Though in good grace with fortune and men's eyes
for Wrimos all are gathered in this fate,
We suffer the heavens to hear our frenzied cries,
"The time ticks on and we are running late!"

Wishing we'd thought more strongly on this plot,
Pre-planned a conflict, character or theme,
For we know only what this story's not,
And have no clue of how to reach last scene.

Yet in these thoughts our quest full on despising,
Haply we think on thee, December 1st,
When clouds shall part with victory surprising:
Fifty K words! We'll finally quench our thirst.

NaNo success envisioned such joy brings,
"Now we are novelists!" we all shall sing.

One Down - 22,785 words

My first story's done; I must find it a home
But not during NaNo, it's no time to roam.
Just one sub this month, and so that I write next:
A YA adventure; no cussing, no sex.

Five Thousand Words - 20,468 words

Five thousand words today revealed: great flock
hewn from rock; throat not healed
But this story is congealed
And the hero's fate is sealed.

Dark Night of the Soul - 15,445 words

A fanfic this morning, just for some fun.
Now deep in story mode, real work begun.
My protag's in trouble, in quite a scrape;
Dark night of the soul, from which no escape.

Wayward Web Search - 11,900 words

Was tied up in research most of today;
The Web is a master of time to slay.
Know I read something about this last week;
Now even Google will not to me speak.

Disconnected

No chance for status update yesterday
The Mad Scientist decided to play
With his router, left LAN in disarray
Then did the very same again today!

Kamikaze Sprint - 9098 words

Two thousand word sprint on "kamikaze"
Desperate ploy to induce writing spree
Doc Wicked, my hero in times o' distress
There's no other motive quite like duress.