All Right. It’s Done. Bring on December.

At approximately 7:15 this evening, on page 117, with my 50,017th word, I completed my November Novel. It does not have a title, though “NovNov” has been suggested and will probably be discarded as a serious prospect.

Those of you who know how I feel about the number 17 can appreciate how excited I was when the character spoke his last, poignant line and the word count added up so beautifully. You can all appreciate my immediate (and somewhat awe-inspiring) rage when, on attempting to validate my word count at the fabulous Nanowrimo wordcount engine place, I discovered that my OFFICIAL wordcount was a scant 49, 939. Fuckers!

So I added some irrelevant dialogue and now I have to go take it out again before I forget.

17 Forever!