With one day to go, I finally broke 50,000 words.
My overwhelming emotion as I peered at my word count and discovered it was up to 50,400 was relief. As much as I enjoyed the challenge, I’m pleased not to have 1600 words hanging over me every day. I love writing; I sneak moments of clicking keyboard pleasure whenever I get the chance. I revel in made up worlds and nothing makes me happier than sharing my latest fact finding fads with people I’ve never met.
But what I don’t love is schedules. I don’t like having to do anything to a predetermined plan. I achieve my best career work on my day off, the day I’m supposed to be writing. And I create my best fiction at midnight when I need to be up for work the next morning. Committing to thirty days of ‘must complete’ has been more of a challenge than I could ever imagine. It’s a miracle I completed 27 out of 29 days ahead of the target line.
The first 10,000 words were the easiest with the last …