I knew the NaNoWriMo thing would be tough to do this month with so much going on, but I decided to jump into it anyway.
Everything was going great, until this past week when things got a little hairy at work, I began a new second job, and Thanksgiving made its appearance.
The plan was to work ahead, in preparation for this week in particular. I didn’t.
The plan was to finish early in the month and avoid this whole week entirely. It didn’t.
The plan was to make sure there was no way I could fail at achieving 50,000 words written before November 30th. This plan is still alive.
I hate to fail. Especially when everything is within my possibility. I am responsible for falling behind. I will be responsible to hit the mark.
Failure is not an option.