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NaNo Wrap Up and The Scent of Things To Come

Sorry, I really suck at titles sometimes.  A title so pretentious and still so vague should somehow self destruct before it makes it's way out into the world.

Anyway, welcome back friends!  I hope you had a great Thanksgiving and got to spend time with the ones that you care about.  I elected to do so instead of write and ended NaNoWriMo with 34,960 words.  That's a fair bit short of 50,000.
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I decided to spend time with my brand new nephew and my in-laws.  I knew this was going to happen before I stopped writing, and I struggled with it.  There were two or three days in the middle of the month where I had difficulty writing despite skipping chores and eating an inordinate amount of junk food.  I knew I wasn't going to make the goal and I subconsciously stonewalled my own writing before I could come to terms with it.  I cried a little bit.  I hate not following through on something I have committed to.  But I don't regret for a second the time I spent with my family.  Sometimes it is important for me to remind myself of my priorities in life.

This isn't to say that I'm done writing the story.  Not even close!  My 35K words are only the beginning nine chapters of what is (currently) a 33 chapter book.  I still have a ways to go!

Which brings me to other things.  Some of you may remember this self-indulgent post from last year.  This fall I was accepted into the second degree nursing program that wasn't last year.  I will be starting school in January with a 19 hour first semester.  Is there a way to say "Yay!" and "Yikes!" at the same time?  "Yakes!?"  I am incredibly grateful and excited but also kind of bummed about the amount of time I will have to commit to extra curricular activities.

I don't know what it means for the blog.  Right now, I'm paying for school so it is going to take priority over anything I'm doing for funsies.  My plan is to commit to a month of school/writing/blogging simultaneously and see how that work load goes.  I may have to reduce the blog to posts once a month, or only selections from what I've written that week.  I may (hopefully not!) have to put the blog on hold for a semester and just stick to school and writing.

As far as writing goes, I have quite a bit to do.  I need to do a serious edit of Om Nom Nombies, finish the first draft of The Neif (currently halfway done at 67,871 words) and finish this first draft of Spitfire.  And, if you were wondering, I have two follow up books to Spitfire knocking around in my head, plus another book idea that I really want to start brainstorming a little already.  I am so over committed it's not even funny.

The task that I am most afraid of is editing, so I should probably make myself do that first.   I have an editing book that I've been meaning to use, so I may work through that and Nombies and do some editing blog posts as I go.  Sound good?  Hey, look at that, I worked out a plan!  See, getting thoughts out on paper really does help.

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