I did it.
Today, I hit the 50,000 mark with the word stabbed. Actually, the hero and heroine are making out in a pantry, and he gets stabbed with a knitting needle. Thought that was a good 50,000 word . Two days early, yo!
I’m about 2/3 done with the novel itself, and NaNoWriMo was such a wild ride that I think I’m going to continue using its momentum. I’ve written 50,000 words before. Four or five times before. Maybe six. But never all at once, never in four weeks. It feels like an astonishing victory and I can’t wait to get home (I’m at the little mama’s house) so I can upload the work and see my progress bar turn to the winner’s purple bar. Isn’t that silly? I can’t WAIT to see it go purple.
Crazy plan, man. Crazy plan for these Oakland people to think up (you know it’s based here, right?) 70,000 people worldwide signed up, and I know as of this writing, 4883 have finished.
Make that 4884. Oh, yeah. Little victory dance in my chair. Uh-huh. DaWEET, daWEET, woopwoopWOOP! That’s the way, uh-huh uh-huh, we LIKE IT. Uh-huh uh-huh.
That was the dance. The finishing party is on Friday, and I get to go, having conned someone into working for me. I can’t wait. CAN’T WAIT. That was so fun. You have to do it next year. Seriously. SO FUN. Plus, then you don’t have that excuse that you have no time to write. You do, too. I actually got more running time in this month than I have in the longest time — I was better at time management somehow.
OH MY GOD.
I’m so happy.
*Edited to add – HEY! They’re calling me a 2006 Winner already, even though I haven’t officially sent in my words! See, the box at the top on the right? YIPPEE!
*Edited a second time to add: Further proof that I can’t talk anymore, not while writing this much. While I was reading the recipe card, I told Lala I wanted to make oatmeal kittens. WHILE I WAS READING THE CARD which clearly said oatmeal cookies. Well, come on. Wouldn’t everyone like an oatmeal kitten? How cute would that be?