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NaNovel Realizations and Anniversary Plans

I just realized that my NaNovel is actually the longest manuscript I've ever composed...and I'm not even done yet! When I first sat down and outlined the story before November 1st, I had serious doubts that the plot would carry me through the 50,000-word requirement to be considered an official NaNoWriMo winner. But, here I am, November 19th and I am currently at 53,376 words!!!!

Today is also my 2nd anniversary with my husband and what better way to celebrate. I can completely devote my attention to my supportive and up to now neglected husband and not feel guilty. I think as authors we sometimes forget the ones who wait patiently in the "wings" or in the hallway as we ignore everything about normal life for the duration of our writing frenzies. It is never more obvious and poignant than during a literary marathon such as National Novel Writing Month. At a time when we feel obligated to strap the keyboard to our fingers to even half-way compete with the rest of the writing world, this is also the time when more spouses suffer from neglect and isolation.

I am fortunate enough to have a very supportive and understanding partner who forgives my strange whims and even stranger writing/or sleeping patterns....what can I say, when the muse beckons, the call must be answered or it will be lost in the chaotic shuffle.

I am very proud and excited to say that I've won my first NaNo whether this novel ever publishes or not. I have accomplished what I set out do and even have a few days left to finish up this manuscript and possibly my other straggling project. So, regardless of what happens to this book, I consider myself a winner and this novel gold---even if every word of it is crap....it was complete in less than a month!!!! It can be done!!!!

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