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Sweet Seventeen

Still going at it!

Camp NaNoWriMo is 17 days in, and I think it took me seventeen days to realize that the story I'm writing is not even close to being halfway over. It's reaching the initial climax, which will then be followed by the real rising action... If I'm going to stick with this novel it's going to probably end up being more than 50,000 words.
Not a bad thing, of course... just... difficult, seeing as the best way for me to motivate myself to write is by doing NaNoWriMo.

Oh well!

Um, I'll be brief up here, since I have a really important topic to discuss below. Writing is still going well, Bixby is about to get married (or so she thinks!) and Si is currently backed into a corner by a bunch of thugs. It's only 8 annnnnnd I'm ready for bed.


Alright, what I wanted to discuss were GIBBONS.


Let's begin!

1) Gibbons are not monkeys, but apes! They are commonly referred to as lesser apes, from the family Hylobatidae! (We are part of the great apes, along with gorillas, chimps, orangutans and bonobos). Like all apes, (and unlike all monkeys) gibbons are tailless

---WAIT--- you say

If all apes are tailless, what about Curious George?! He's a monkey, right?????

Wrong!

Ruining physical anthropology since 1939


Back to gibbons.

Here is a gibbon!

It's just sittin' around, thinking about life and stuff. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

2) Gibbons are the BEST at brachiating! Nobody brachiates like a gibbon!


That is some fine brachiating, my friend






3) Gibbons sing! Do you wake up every morning and sing to your monogamous love? Gibbons do!

Maybe it's for the best we don't sing love duets every morning.



4) Um, that's basically all I had to say about gibbons. Gibbons are great!



Here is a picture of a baby gibbon. Kind of looks like a baby alien, but I'm feelin' it.


Word Count: 17,230
Feeling: Like I wish I could brachiate

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