Today is the last day of the official National Novel Writing Month. Those of you who encouraged me to give up writing a novel and stick to short stories will be relieved to know I followed your advice.
My novel was going to be a compilation of short stories anyway, with one sort of novella plopped in there for chits and giggles. I got sidetracked toward the end of the month with preparing a story to be submitted for a contest, and let the novel writing lapse. By the time I felt the story was ready, I realized I'd fallen too far behind in NaNoWriMo to ever catch up, and I gave up.
There's always next year, or next month, or sometime in the future. Sigh.
Happy note: I wrote nearly 40,000 words and had a lot of fun, so it wasn't a total loss.
Go visit Richard Cooper's blog. I think he has some happy things to say!
1 comment:
Ginger,
I have happy things to say? There goes the neighborhood! I'll have to stop wearing black and give up beat poetry and sell my glass-half-empty awards!
40,000 words means YOU rock!
Satori Kick
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