- Experience a three-way collision of hormones, depression, and the severe lack of sunlight in the Northern Hemisphere in late November
- Mourn the departure of your partner-in-crime/friendly writing nemesis/personal novelling motivator
- Begin reading your writing idol’s newest book, and realize you could never write anything nearly that good
Last year, I made it to 43k, then had a (non-NaNo-related) mental breakdown on the 28th and didn’t write any more. I am DETERMINED to make it this year, and I’m at 46.5k, but considering it’s 11:30 and I have written precisely zero words today…tomorrow may be interesting. In related news, the theme of the week has been “it’s probably a bad sign when you’re counting the days to your next therapy session.” Oh, chronic depression, how I adore you. OH WAIT. NO I DON’T.
So yeah. Limping along here, but I WILL make it to the end. I WILL.
And congrats to Mitu for passing 50k today!