This is a very sad occasion. For 30 days I have posted about everything from ice skating to my landlord's failed bathroom repair endeavors (have I mentioned how the guy on the scaffolding seems to have painted my kitchen window shut?) to my job interview and promotion - for which I still have no official paperwork. And it's been fun. But more than that, it reinforced something I'd lost sight of lately. I really feel better when I write. A lot. Every day. And I try to do that, either here or on paper, or occasionally, to make a living. But the month of November made it mandatory, and added an element of challenge, which was a good motivator. Of course, the prizes don't hurt either. I haven't won a writing award since college, so I'm due, right?
But if the NaBloPoMo gods aren't shining down on me this year, there's always next November. And 12 months of adventures in between.
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