National Novel Writing Month officially ends today, which means my self-imposed exile from Blogland is over. I've really missed you guys, and I'm planning to spend the week trekking through my entire list of Followers and catching up with each and every one of you. (Thank God I'm not Vodka Mom, or I'd have to give up sleeping.) Despite my neglect, a lot of you continued to visit, and to comment. Thank you so much for your support!
NaNoWriMo Results: As of Sunday at 8 p.m., I had added 13,835 words to my novel, bringing it to a total of 31,075. By NaNo reckoning, which aims for 50,000 in 30 days, that's inglorious defeat.
On the other hand, it's probably 11,000 more than I'd have written if I hadn't decided to try NaNo.
I have a friend who started making (and selling) wine last year. You're supposed to make it well ahead of time, so it can age a while before you deliver it. (I'm not a wine drinker, can you tell?) Unfortunately, she got busy with her real job and fell behind in her wine-making and all of a sudden she had Christmas orders due and no wine. The good news is, there's some potion you can add to wine to hurry it along, so she was able to deliver as promised.
This is what I learned from attempting NaNo this year: there is no such potion for my fiction-writing. The stuff I already had worked out in my head I was able to commit to paper because I was spending more time at the keyboard. But the things I hadn't figured out yet didn't materialize just because my butt was in the chair.
So now my novel returns to its usual back burner, to simmer until I'm ready to add more to it.
See you around the Blogosphere!