Did. It. Finished. NaNoWriMo. Wrote 50,000 words on a draft of a novel that is still taking shape in my wee little mind. Every time I think I’m beginning to see the big picture of the story, something shifts and I see an aspect I had not suspected before. Or I realize that I’ve dropped an aspect that I definitely want to explore. Or a character or storyline that was a major focus isn’t any more. All of which is to say that, though my 50,000 word dash is at an end, the work on my story seems just about to begin. And that’s fine by me. I’m loving this.