I'm almost done with NaNo. 48,300 words as of this morning. 1700 words to go.
I can't believe I made it. I haven't written a novel in a year or two, choosing instead to edit the ones I already have. I'm writing a romance novel, and despite the fact that I've got a romance novel published (A shameless plug for The Kringle Conspiracy), I still feel like I don't get romance novels.
And then there's the pandemic and the election, and our current president acting like the supreme leader of a banana republic (which I suspect is unfair to banana republics everywhere), I felt stressed enough to quit a couple times. But I didn't.
But it's nearly done, and then I will edit and edit and mercilessly edit. There are things I want to add, and probably a couple places I want to condence. I think promising myself ten pages a day should help the process.
Ahh. I never thought I was going to finish this one!
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