Done, done and DONE! 50,000 words in just under 30 days. And that’s amazing considering that I pulled my shoulder blade muscle a few days ago and couldn’t write or do much of anything except howl in pain. Until today. This afternoon I grabbed the laptop, started to write like the wind, and didn’t stop until I crossed the finish line. That means I wrote about 4,000 words today, in case you wondered. What did I win, you ask? This:
Woohoo! I be slayin’ dragons! I’d love to get one of the Winner T-shirts, but apparently T-shirt makers these days think all women are skinny. Well, we ain’t. But NaNoWriMo laptop bags look pretty cool. Maybe Santa will bring me one. A girl can always dream, can’t she? (Why not? After all, I’m dreaming I’m a girl instead of a middle-aged woman. Unless there’s a senior citizen discount somewhere. Then I’m all for admitting I’m somewhat older than middle-aged. How much older? None of your business. Smarty pants.)
Thanks for reading and I hope you had a great and blessed Thanksgiving, and that your own writing (or whatever you might be working on) is going well. Now I’m off to do some much missed reading and ponder some ideas for the next draft of the novel. Oh, yeah, I’ve got plenty of work to do on it yet. But first I need to put some more pain reliever stuff on my shoulder. All that writing about spaceship battles and crashes is hard on a person. Maybe I should stop acting out what I’m writing. Maybe I need to train these dawgs to help out around here more. More. As in, at all. Maybe I can get back to blogging on topic about Catholicism soon. That’d be awesome. ;)
4 thoughts on “50,000 words and I’m ready for my nap now, Mr DeMille”
Congratulations on your win!
Thanks, Maggie! And congrats to you, too! Peace be with you. :)
Congratulations! And with an injury as well, I’m impressed! I did it this year for the first time, was thoroughly sick of it by the end, but I’m very glad I did it! Like you, I’m keen to get back to blogging soon (need a little rest first though).
Thanks! Confratulations to you, too! And I hear ya about being sick of it by the end. But, oh, the ideas that start flowing as a result of NaNoWriMo intensity–wouldn’t trade the experience for the world. Now I’m looking forward to working/playing this raw material into an actual work of art and novel. ;) Peace be with you, Marilyn. :)