Yes, that day has come. 25 November, about 12:10 my time, I slapped a “The End” at the end of my novel and jammed it into the NaNo Verifier. And it came back and said, “You did 86688 words, congratulations!” and turned my writing bar purple.
I have done it. I wrote my first novel.
So what have I really won?
I have laid the groundwork for something that, once I edit and re-write it a little (and I know that will happen, because there are parts I know can use it), will be presentable for publication. And that means people will be able to pick it up and read it–and maybe even enjoy it.
Oh, yeah. And the money thing, too. That’s always a plus.
But I’m not writing for money. Yes, getting paid is nice, but I wrote stuff for Internet fans and never saw a penny, and I did it because every so often I’d had people drop me a note and say, “I really liked your story”. To me, that’s worth a lot more than the cash–though I will take the cash. I’m not proud.
I see where editing and re-writing will bring this together. I see it very clearly. And that’s going to take a few weeks to get it right.
But for now, I’m taking a break. Maybe I’ll make a list of what I’m going to spend my advance on when it shows.
You know, winning feels good. And not in a “Charlie Sheen hookers and drugs” sort of way. No, more in the way of, “I’m actually did something I’ve always wanted to do,” way.
I feel so good right now, I could kiss the hell outta someone.