The Happiness is Overwhelming · 5:50pm Nov 21st, 2013
National Novel Writing Month. A journey more perilous than any other journey encountered by writer kind-- a journey, if you accept it, that shall steal your life and sell your soul to the demons below.
Your aim, of course, to write the holy bible of 50000 words before November's end-- when you win your challenge, you dance on the grave of said demons; when you lose, the demons dance upon your page, taunting you with their upstickiness.
I know how that feels. Last year I managed to do a measly 21000 words (of re-writing a story, I might add) and then gave up; the demons got me, and I feel ashamed (even though it was necessary. I had exams and stuff to focus on).
But this year-- how I laugh at those demons-- how I laugh. I gave up part of my life, my non-existent party lifestyle, and forced myself every night to write a minimum of 2000 words. It was a hard task, but one I endured to make sure those demons couldn't beat me again.
AND I DID IT. After 21 days of grief and misery, I battled those demons and struck them down. Now I own the deed to our contract, and can burn it in the never-ending fire my fingers are facing from typing so many words.
So, boo sucks to you demons, I have you. And now...
I'm going to revel in my glory into I read it over again and realise how rubbish it was.
What I don't understand is how some people are already at 120000 words by week two. Anyway, congratulations on finishing. Hopefully the demons will dance away for myself as well.
-SoI