maybe i’m getting to the point where i can finally drop the b. no one calls me that. at some point, i’m going to have to ask my parents to stop calling me the b part of my name in front of Z. I get that parents get naming rights, but I think I have the right to choose between those names, right? If Z wanted us to call her by her middle name, Claire, I’d call her Claire. She might turn out to be a Claire. That’s totally okay. Right now she’s a Z.

Anyway, “just s” accomplished something amazing this week. Amazing and mindblowing and happy. I participated in NaNoWriMo — it’s National Novel Writing Month, but most people call it NaNoWriMo or NaNo for short — and wrote. And wrote. And wrote some more, really, I just keep writing once I have a good story in my head. I got to a tough plot hole and figured out how to write my way out of it, and that made it even better.

In seven days, I wrote over 50,000 words, and I have more to add to it when I edit. Already I’ve got a few ideas in mind that might need to happen. And as we celebrated last night, I realized that 50,000 words was fit in around naptimes, mornings, late nights, and that’s a lot to accomplish in one week. I wouldn’t want to work like that all the time, but I had the drive to do that. What else might I have the drive to do?

I’m going to roll with this feeling of accomplishment. It’s a good feeling. (Maybe remind me of that when I’m editing at the end of January.)