Look at me. I’ve got that yellow tape across my chest from bursting through the finish line. My story’s not quite done, but the NaNoWriMo folks don’t care: I hit 50,000 words and they gave me this keen icon. Wasn’t that nice?
Now, to finish the story and find a nice dark drawer to put it in for the next year, or maybe ten…
Yaaaaay! I know you still have some writing to do, but 50,000 words is an awesome feat!
Huzzah! I am breathing down your neck, girl!
Hey, kinky.