After several years of trying, after a trip out of town that got me off to a slow start, after a 4-day migraine and the distraction of Thanksgiving, even after the peculiarly specific self-loathing that always sets in around 30,000 words…
…I finished NaNoWriMo!
I’m not done with the manuscript, so I’ll be working on it next month, too, but I’m pleased to take a moment to savor how good it feels to finally be able to say that I did it. I wrote 50,000 words in November. Yay me!
I wanted to finish a couple days early so that I could go back and clean up the first few paragraphs a bit. Then I’m going to take a deep, fortifying breath and enter this contest. I’m setting new goals all the time, eager to push forward, eager to see where I can take this. Like I said last week, I’m so thankful to be writing again.