After a few days of computer and Red Bull detox, I am pleased to announce:
I finished NaNoWriMo a winner!
I caught up and wrote 30,000 words in the last three days of the month and although it was painful (fingers & arms hated me, but holy cow! can I type fast now), torturous, and exhausting, I can say “I wrote a novel in November.”
It’s the first draft, it is not anything that I’ll let anyone see yet (second draft, probably) but I did it. I’m so proud of myself for finishing it. Those who know me, or at least read me here, know that I struggle with ADHD something wicked, so as a person with five other unfinished novels in various stages of draft development, finishing one (a new one, at that) is a very big deal indeed. It’s given me a mental boost that is hard to explain, but I did it. I can do it again. NaNoWriMo has proven to me that I can be what I want to be and that even though I had some rather serious things working against me (being ill for nearly 3 weeks was a wee hurdle) that I did it anyway.
ADHD, illness, and working Christmas hours in retail be damned, I f’in did it. Go, me!
Just after toast with some obligatory bubbly a few minutes past midnight, I wiped clean my office whiteboard and wrote something very important on it: NEXT. Since then, I’ve also written two ideas for new novels up there.
And here I thought I had no stories to tell. November 2008 changed that in me forever.
Thank you NaNoWriMo. See you next year. x