Post NaNoWriMo

I have finished NaNoWriMo this year with a flourish. I had the 25th as my finish date. On the 23rd, my brother and his wife arrived. They were on their way to visit their daughter.

That night, we had the same winter storm here that affected most of the US. The next day, he was unable to leave. The roads were uncertain throughout most of the state and NM. I usually cook when they are here, so I had to put together an unplanned dinner. Going to the corner store was out of the question, everything was closed. I threw together some sriracha chicken legs, with rice, and won ton soup. Not traditional Thanksgiving food, but it worked.

My brother knew I was working on NaNoWriMo, so he suggested I tend to my business on the 24th. That gave me a few hours to catch up.

When he and his wife left on the 25th, I discovered I had miscounted my words and had only a few hundred words to go instead of a few thousand. So, I ended on the date I planned to finish. That was a satisfying feeling.

I also had midterms to mark the week before Thanksgiving. Plus, I’m dealing with students who want to turn in a semester’s worth of papers on the last week. (Anyone like them for an employee?)

What does any of this have to do with the art and craft of writing? You do it when you can, not necessarily when you want to. Life has a way of throwing curve balls at our plans. You have to play what is thrown at you, not what you want.

Okay, okay. I’m reaching for a writing moral to my tale. Give me a break. Whimper, sniff, sniff. I’ve been writing all month, and I just wanted to give myself a break from writing.

I hope your Thanksgiving was a pleasant as mine.