NaNoWriMo ends today at midnight, but for me it ended last night, when I WON!

I did it!  I won!  (I have to pat myself on the back.)  There were times I wanted to give up, but in the end I was my typically tenacious self and toughed it out.  I weighed it, I measured it, and I knocked it on its wordy butt!

If you’re not familiar with NaNoWriMo, check it out.  It’s the annual masochistic ritual for writers similar to the spawning runs of salmons or the trek of the penguins to the pole (*pant, pant*).

But in all seriousness, this was my first year participating, and I must say that I found the daily uploading of an ever-growing manuscript quite motivational. There’s nothing like watching your word count grow, with a little program on the NaNo site telling where you are—complete with a bar graph—how long it should take you to finish at the pace you’re setting, and how many words you need to write a day to complete your book on time and WIN!

And what do you win? Self-satisfaction, a first draft of something you’ve probably been meaning to write anyway and just never found the time or the right kick in the pants, and a little winner logo of your choice … like the one at right!

Ah!  It’s a good feeling.  All right, now it’s back to life and everything I’ve been neglecting for the past month.