I guess it says it all that I write this update in January. I kept mywriting up so well the first two weeks. edited a scene a day and revised two thirds of the manuscript that way. But then life knocked rather insistently on the door. And that would have been ok, if it wasn’t about the same time that I was starting on the harder part of the revisions.
I had a rough situation going on at work (am no longer employed there), my husband and son got sick again, so way less sleep at night for me. But among all this, I still think it was the hard part in the manuscript that truly made me stop for a while.
I managed to do a little for the next few days, then managed to talk about how I was not giving up on writing every day (ohuh, bad sign), and then, in the end, I congratulated my self on thinking about writing. And then I admitted defeat.
So, my first nanowrimo lasted for a little more than two weeks. However, yesterday, I finally sat down with the last eigth scenes, and blasted through. The solutions came effortlessly and it felt really good to be back at it. I even managed to send the manuscript (third revision) to two of my most trusted beta readers by the end of the day.
I actually think the result is better now, than I could have managed in November. So here’s one, for knowing my limits.