Okay people. I am spent. Stick a fork in me. I. Am. Done. I have finished my NaNoWriMo 50K submission, and all I can say is I don't remember it being half this hard last year or the year before that. Maybe it's because I pantsed it all the way this year. Maybe it's because I have more clients this year and have been over working my right wrist, which, I might add, is screaming for me to "Stop the madness! Stop it right now!!! I hate you!!!!!!"
My wrist is such a drama queen.
In spite of excruciating wrist pain and a lack of planning, I made my fifty thousand word limit just moments ago. I can finally go back to paying attention to my husband again. I plan to pay A LOT of attention to him this next coming month, if you know what I mean. Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge. And for those of you wondering what I won besides bragging rights and possible carpal tunnel surgery in the future, here you go:
My wrist is such a drama queen.
In spite of excruciating wrist pain and a lack of planning, I made my fifty thousand word limit just moments ago. I can finally go back to paying attention to my husband again. I plan to pay A LOT of attention to him this next coming month, if you know what I mean. Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge. And for those of you wondering what I won besides bragging rights and possible carpal tunnel surgery in the future, here you go:
Bam, Bitches! |
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