Week two, supposedly the hardest week, is over. It was rough, but it could have been worse. Much worse. Like little to no writing done worse.
Thing is I always feel like the last week of the month is the busiest for me and therefore the hardest. Let me know I’m not alone.
I hope Camp has been good to you and your novel has been too.
Keep writing. Push through. We’re halfway there.
Throw a party—your definition of one—to reward yourself. Don’t forget to invite me.
Seriously though if you can get through week two of NaNo, you can get through anything.