Procrastination at it's finest
I have 22 hours in which to complete and win CampNaNoWriMo. Aside from my last attempt at ScriptFrenzy, this is the worst I have ever done at a NaNoWriMo event. This even trumps the year I was abroad and told myself that not winning was okay - which of course as we all know is a downright lie and thus I had to do a full week sprint to catch up. I have no such excuse this time around. In fact, I think I need to blame my memory of NaNo 2010 for showing me that I can pull it out of my rectal region if I really put my mind to it. I guess, if nothing else, my can-do attitude should be admired... the complete and utter "meh, I can do it later" attitude should be hung, drawn and quartered, and even possibly not in that order. 1,200 words are all that stand between me and victory. Considering I've barely moved from this little sofa all day and wrote over 9000 words, I think I can handle it. The bigger question is, can I actually finish this novel? And even bigger than that, has writing this novel even been worth the effort? I promised that Freakhouse will be ready to go for the first week of May. Regardless of how Parish is standing (as in if I ever want to admit to it's existence after tomorrow), I believe Freakhouse will be worth putting out there. If nothing else, I'm curious as to how it will be received. I expect at least one angry letter out of it.
4/29/2013 05:48:42 pm
I can vouch for that one angry letter if you'd like :D
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