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 shake my head and grin like an idiot.
“How many words did you end with?”
“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.