Last night, I won National Novel Writing Month.
That means that I passed 50,000 words before the end of the month. It’s not a race. Everybody who manages that is said to have “won.” Heather and Dad both seem to be in an excellent position to make it through, too.
I’m not cheering as much as I maybe could, because yesterday morning, knowing that I was approaching 50,000, I checked on my outline and what I had left to write, and it looks like the novel I’m working on is going to need right at 100,000 words. So, really, I’m only half done. The project guidelines don’t require you to finish the book, just to hit the requisite word count, but I really want to get this novel done this month.
So, yeah, now instead of coasting to the end of the month, I’m going to be trying to produce twice the daily word count that I have Heather and Dad working on (and that in itself is a grueling pace). It’ll be a lot of work, but the novel is turning out a lot better than I expected it to, so it will probably be worth it.
Anyway, yeah, I’m doing a double NaNoWriMo this year. Wish me luck.