Y’all, November has been a whirlwind! I can’t believe it’s almost over!
Between working with my 2 year olds at the Preschool, homeschooling my own 3 girls (Algebra is hard guys 😳), and running said girls back and forth to dance classes five days a week, I can honestly say I’m surprised I have gotten any writing done at all.
So when I updated my word count last night and realized I have less than 12,000 words to go, I did a little happy dance! It’s such a rush to see that little bar moving closer and closer to the 50,000 word finish line.
It hasn’t been easy and there might have been a little complaining. 🙄
A friend overheard me saying I was ready for this month to be done and asked me why I even do this challenge. Why “torture” myself? There’s no physical prize to be earned. I’m not getting paid.
I’m surefor many people it may seem silly to put unnecessary pressure on themselves to complete a challenge with no visible reward.
However, when I reach that 50,000 word goal, there is a certain sense of accomplishment; a sense of pride and satisfaction. There is the knowledge that if I put my mind to something and work hard, I can achieve amazing results.
For just one moment, I even believe I could fly if I wanted to.