I'm embarrassed to even show my face.
Remember the last time I blogged my "daily" NaNoWriMo advice? What was that, over a week ago now?
As Clementine would say, "Or ten days. Okay, fine."
Yeah. That's the last time I wrote on my NaNo novel, too.
There was a train, see. And a city. And a sister I haven't seen in a year. And when it was all said and done, there were 11,000 very bad, very boring words of a novel I hoped never to be forced to read, let alone write.
The thing is, when I was writing every day, I could force myself to keep going. And if I had kept going, I probably would have ended up someplace okay. Then I could have revised okay into decent, and decent into all right, and all right into good, and good into great, and great into fabulous, and I would have had a finished novel.
But I stopped.
And when you stop while the novel is still awful, you won't start again.
So don't stop. Don't be like me. Don't do what I did and go from 11,000 words to ... 87.
As for me? The month isn't even half over and I'm not done yet.
See you tomorrow. I mean it!