Jon: Wow, that is probably the most boring start to a story I’ve ever read.
Writer: Oh sush, it’s NaNo, I’m allowed to suck.
Jon: Suck yes, engage in endless bouts of exposition? Not so much.
Writer: Me Writer, you fictive, so thbbbbbbbpt.
Jon: Just move us into some sort of active something, ok? At this point I’d be willing to suffer through ‘and then there were Bears’.
Writer: … Bears?
Jon: Something! Anything! You’re already five hundred words behind and if I spend any more time slogging through info dumps I’m quitting.
Writer: You can’t quit!
Jon: And then there were bears.
Writer: … This is going to be a long November.