So waaayyy back at the beginning of the month, I said I was writing to write. To get it out. And it was only a coincidence that NaNoWriMo was this month too, because I wasn’t participating in that.
Well, last night I got to 45,000 words and I was like, “Shit. It’s 11:00 at night the day before NaNoWriMo ends, yet you can still enter, so why not? I’m only 5,000 words away.”
So I hopped on board last night. I figure, I started it more or less on Nov. 1st, so it counts, and the good people of NaNoWriMo apparently don’t care, because they’re letting me sign on November 29th.
Tonight when I got home from work, the first thing I did was plop down with my laptop and pounded out 5,000 words in a hour and a half. I really did think throughout the day of what I wanted to write though, because I knew I wanted to take the last 5,000 words and craft the story down into an ending. I understand for NaNoWriMo you don’t have to end at 50,000, but that was good for me anyway, because for this particular story, going any longer than that would just be rambles. Anyway, I did it. The most I’ve ever written is around 20,000, so this is the new record.
It’s a thing of beauty.
I was debating whether or not to say anything about it on Facebook, you know, because this is a big deal. But I also know myself, and I am so super private about my writing. I am very self conscious about my work, as I think everyone is about their writing, and I think people will laugh if they read what I write. I don’t like to explain what I’m writing, or where I’m going with it. So husband and I celebrate. That’s enough for me. 🙂
I am proud of myself!
Taking the weekend off and then starting Monday all over again (hopefully pushing past 50,000) with the next idea crawling around in my mind.