Ok, so I ended up with 17,660 words written at the end of the National Novel Writing Month. Yeah, not even close to the 50k that I needed.
That sucks. A lot.
I had several days of good writing chunks though. Those were the days where I either actually had focus, or lots of caffeine, and could get a decent bit of the story written. 1,000 to 2,000 words in a night. That was awesome.
The downside is that those days were spread so far apart. That’s kind of a general thing with me though. Good days are hard to attain. Most days begin with me not being able to focus on things for very long, and end up with me feeling like I’m never going to accomplish a damn thing. Bleh. I hate that, and it’s really difficult to get out of those funks.
So, what does this mean?
It means that I’ve started a book. I’ve started something that could eventually be the beginning of a series of books.
After years of gaming, I finally got it started. /happydance That feels good. In fact, it feels great. I even managed to start writing a little short story about a random character that popped up in the middle of the month.
I might have failed the 50k challenge, but I’m going to try to continue writing. I need to. This isn’t just because of possibly publishing and selling it. No, this is simply because I need to write it. I need to get this story out of my head.
Yes, I would love it if other people actually read it and enjoyed it. That would be amazing. But right now, I need to write this for myself.
So, new challenge. Keep writing. No matter how long this takes, I have to finish this book.