Courtesy of Gilles Chirolou.At 5:30 a.m. Sunday, I crossed the 50,000-word finish line.
There were fireworks, cheers, mimosas, and at the winner’s table I picked up:
My novel.
All ninety-nine (unfinished) pages.
All ninety-nine (unfinished) pages.
Five extra pounds.
Thanks to the copious amounts of chocolate I consumed, and the elimination of all exercise that couldn’t occur at my desk.
A copy of the First Law of Exuberant Imperfection
“The quickest, easiest way to produce something beautiful and lasting is to risk making something horribly crappy,” wrote Chris Baty, founder of National Novel Writing Month, and author of “No Plot? No Problem!”
Grit
To continue.
Bleach
To attack the mold that’s set up house in the bathroom, which hasn’t seen a scrub brush in the past thirty days.
Thank you for your support during this (ongoing) adventure!
YEAH!!!!! Congrats Rachael!!
Hurrah!
Way to go, Rachael!
Wow! That is great!