November is over. Well, a few days are still coming, but the hard part is over. Nanowrimo. I finished this year. I am not sure if I should feel shocked that I made it or not. I'm not sure if I really believed I'd do it (I tend to avoid things that will be hard). I went in knowing it was going to be painful. And it was. And I could probably still write more to the story. But I won't. Can't.
I'm not sure if I learned what I was meant to but I did learn. I found out I am both stronger than I thought I was and not nearly strong enough. And I'm a fool.
Maybe now comes the healing and growing.
The story is uploaded. I've won Nano and now the story can be wiped out. No one need read it again.
I did learn to appreciate the outlining program I found. I didn't use it to it's full potential. This story didn't call for it. But now I might break up the Piper story from 2 years ago and put it into the program. I think it could help me edit it. And it still needs editing. I wonder if it works backwards like that...
Maybe even the sucky story from last year could be reworked if I break it up a bit and get it organized.
There is always Nano 2013.
Amazingly I found the time. I should have done that a long time ago... I'm learning the importance. To bad it's a lesson learned late.
