Guys. I did it!
After signing up for Camp NaNoWriMo at the last minute, against my better judgment, I met my goal of writing 30,000 words during the month of July.
In fact, I surpassed the goal.
By a lot. (By about 25,000 words. But who’s counting?)
And though the manuscript is an unfinished, unpolished, unimpressive disaster that I will probably curse during the revision process, I only cried once while writing.
And the crying wasn’t from stress or anything having to do with writing. It was just me having a weirdly emotional day and needing to cry for a minute. That minute happened to be while I was writing.
Because humans do things like that.
(I don’t know.)
In any case, I did it! I wrote many words.
Most of them will probably need to be changed or deleted or moved elsewhere, but there are words on a page.
Words that I wrote.
And that’s never a bad thing.