Exactly one year ago today, I made a New Years resolution. I'd already successfully finished NaNoWriMo for five years in a row, and I wanted to challenge myself. So I set a goal for myself to write 1,000 words a day for the entire year.
I went to two out of town funerals this year. I got a puppy. I moved apartments. I planned a wedding. Got married. Went to Hawaii for my honeymoon. Worked a fulltime job every day and recently started going to the gym. And each and every night, I sat down at this laptop at my desk, on my couch, or in my bed, and I just wrote.
It was a definite challenge, and there were nights where I would just sit in bed and cry because of how tired I was. Several times I wanted to give up, because I was exhausted. But I didn't. I kept on writing. Every night. Through sicknesses, losses, and celebrations, I wrote.
And just now, I wrote my final 1,000 words. I did it, you guys! I wrote over 365,000 words this year. That is the equivalent of 3.5 novels. I finished two novels, got damn close to finishing another, started tweaking one I started last year, and began rewriting something I started writing back in college. It has been one hell of a year, and I am so, so, so proud of myself. I did it.
Now... I'm going to put my laptop down for the rest of the night. And celebrate the New Year with my HUSBAND (still can't believe I get to say that). Hope you all have a safe and happy new year! God bless!
