Why was my Nanowrimo final count only a sorry 12,000 words?
Lame excuse 1: I got side-tracked. (Successfully completed short story for collaborative comp submission; too many folk in my house requiring the skills of the narrative ninja to save them from their arch-nemesis, Pneumonia.)
Lame excuse 2: I am a compulsive ‘edit-as-you-go’ person.
Did I learn anything?
Lesson 1: My ‘edit-as-you-go’ compulsion was significantly tempered. I am now able to write really, really bad text and leave it well alone… as long as I know I can get back to it later.
Lesson 2: I am not alone in my failure. By extension, therefore, I am human after all.