After the signing-off line in my last travelogue post, I realised that there is nothing such as a frustrated post. How can a post be frustrated? A post can be about frustration, and not frustrated itself. You get what I mean? So, here I am. Not frustration so much, but just to express how tough the last 11 days of NaNoWriMo have been. Not only because the writing has been going fashionably well, but because office pressure is mounting and how! On this 12th day I have snapped, and those 1667 words won’t be written. I know I am going to regret this, but I really cannot go on in this day. Not today.
The one major thing I have learnt is that you never participate into NaNoWriMo without a plan. It’s been over 16 thousand words, and word drought is catching up on me. I am freaking out, understandably.
This is one of the hardest things I have done this year. Satisfying, too. But it’s hard.
Some TLC and motivation, please? And some rest too.