I realize that many of you are probably tired for obvious reasons. So I promise to give you a straightforward question today.
Trick question; obviously, you are. If you weren’t a writer you wouldn’t be attempting to write a novel in a month, would you? Silly me. My brain must be malfunctioning from lack of sleep, food, water, air, and all of life’s essential needs. Like this post if you can relate. Like this post even if you can’t relate.
And since I consider myself a writer, I’ll be cheering every other aspiring novelist on. I’ll clap for you at the finish line and we can throw a party on November 30th regardless of your word count. You tried. 7 billion other people didn’t.
So party away with whatever you accomplished this month, okay? Reward yourself. You’re different than everyone else because you are a writer, but you’re still human, so don’t forget to catch up on some sleep in December. Sounds like a good plan, no?
Take care because Christmas will soon be here.