As predicated, I fell behind mid month. I hit a slump that I couldn't seem to pull myself out of.
But I managed to pull it off mostly in the 11th hour. I made it to 50,000 words but know that I have another 2000 odd words to write to finish the short novel.
I'm temporarily out of words. I'll let the images speak for me.
|Started strong, faltered, remained flat, then starting pulling up my socks|