I want to start by acknowledging how incredible this year has been. It marks the end of my service in the US Army National Guard and is the beginning of a new chapter of my life. The first question I get asked is, "what are you going to do now that you're out of the armed services?"
As many of you know I participated in NaNoWriMo 2018. Essentially what that means is I had the mental fortitude to withstand egregious amounts of coffee injected directly into my bloodstream. Also, I was able to write 1,700 words a day for a whole month ending at 50,000 words. I honestly learned a lot about my writing along the way. For context I’ve been writing fiction for around 8 years now, and this is the first time I’ve submitted anything to a competition or organization. It was a great experience to have participated and I have no regrets, well except now I’m even MORE addicted to coffee which I previously thought was impossible.
Well folks, it's been a good month. A long month. A month in which I've wanted to pull my hair out, and smash my face into a fiery hot grill. NaNoWriMo is over and I've submitted my 50,000 words and won. To be fair as long as I wrote 50k words I would have won regardless of how many other competitors there are, because the competition isn't about beating others, it's about beating yourself. That didn't come out right...
As many of you know I’ve been cranking away at my novel for the NaNoWriMo competition this month, and I haven’t had time for much else. I’ve made a lot of progress over the past 10 days, writing over 72 pages (17,623 words) worth of content in such a short period of time.