Alas...the end is near

So I have to admit defeat. I didn't win this year at Nanowrimo. I reached 25,000 words but fell short. This month was a strange one. It was like everything was against me to complete the 50,000 words. I got extra work, wrote an article for a magazine, had three evening meetings, Grey Cup (OK I could've skipped that one), a birthday party for my nephew. I tried and that's OK. I have the beginning of an interesting story that I'll finish at a less hurried pace.