And the winner is . . .
November 29th – mic drop! A day early but the story found it’s ending. I sat back and stared at the computer screen for a few minutes in disbelief. “Did that really just happen? Did I finish?” Yes! The story I wanted to tell that had filled my brain every day came to an end. Wide-eyed, I stumbled from my office and surprised my family. They hadn’t seen me at that time of day all month. I couldn’t speak, it was like my throat was closed from disuse, but the shimmer of excitement in my eyes told them why.
“Are you done?”
I could only sh
ake my head and grin like an idiot.
“How many words did you end with?”
91,214
“Wow!” “Nice!” “I’m so proud of you.”
Those compliments were not what I was searching for, but oh baby, they were music to my ears. Not only did I meet the challenge, but I met my goal as well – in 29 days! A glass of wine and my feet up on the ottoman felt fantastic that night.
The next day I sat next to the printer refilling the paper tray as needed. Over 300 pages later I held my raw, most likely horrible, manuscript in my hands. It filled my soul with joy. Then I promptly stuffed it into a filing cabinet and turned my attention toward my family and the Holidays. Editing is for January.