Finishing your NaNo project ahead of time when you’d been lagging behind. Ten k in a number of days? Will my hands pay for that? Yes. Do I care? No. Is any of what’s waiting to be edited worthwhile? The last 10k? Likely not, but part of the annoyance was having this hanging over my head, and part of it as the way participating made me hate writing. Second year in a row, so I’m thinking I’m not going to participate again. 50k in two months, even in 6 weeks, seems like something I can manage. In four weeks? It makes me hate writing, and I’ve promised myself I will not do things that make me hate something I have loved for so long.
What I am pleased about is this is another example of how frustrations and annoyances in life no longer makes me stop doing what I care about — at least, for no longer than a day. This is quite amazing, and I’m pleased. Learning how to properly channel “everything is stupid and I hate everyone,” in a useful manner is very important and I’m glad I’ve finally become an adept at that.
So, thank you NaNo, but never again, NaNo!