24th November - Defeat
To say that I failed at NaNoWriMo would be a spectacular understatement. Day one I made a little better than the required word count, and then November fell apart for me. My beagle passed away from lymphoma, and before I'd finished digging his grave, my well pump and motor died. I accidentally drowned a friend's mom's Macbook™ in the trunk of my Mustang due to a tie-down strap failing and a five gallon water container (because I had no well water) tipping over and spilling. I also didn't realize that the water never drained out of the trunk, but stayed in the well for the spare tire which is remarably water tight. I forgot about a traffic ticket and missed a court date. But ... it wasn't a bad month. I dearly miss my beagle, but I also look back and think that we were a good home for him. A re-home, actually, as his first family couldn't keep him and we took him in and loved him since he was two. The other things weren't fun, but they're fixed now. And my wife and I were able to celebrate our 22nd anniversary at a historic hotel (the Vendome in Prescott). I took a photo of the Goodyear blimp that I'm rather happy with, and I applied for and was accepted into a street photography mentorship program. Also, someone wants to pay me to do a photo session. I don't intend to go pro, but it's nice to be good enough at my hobby that someone would consider paying me to do it.
One other note - I started my NaNoWriMo story with only the barest idea of what I wanted to do - a curse that lasted 300 years. I haven't had time to write it, but I've had time to re-think what little I did write, and I'm going to start over and I think the story might become something that someone would like to read. So maybe I got exactly what I needed out of NaNoWriMo. Maybe.