I signed on with a group, headed by Angela to try to write a novel in 3 months. I did not quite manage 50,000 words in November but I was sure I could pull it off with so much more time.
It is dangerous to think that way.
The deadline is 3.5 hours away and I think it is safe to say that I will not reach 50,000 words tonight.
While life always happens (and I will always have excuses), I do have 43,506 words.
I am not proud that I did not make my goal again. Having said that, I am not too unhappy, either. Trying to sell a house, get enough rest during the first trimester of pregnancy and finish a book was too much---but I did get some quality writing done and found my characters in much more interesting conflicts than I had planned.
I did not make my goal but I'm on my way to finishing a better book; I'll take it!