I thought I'd pop in for a bit while mooching some coffee shop wifi to let you know that I have "epic failed" NaNoWriMo. And yet, somehow, I still feel like a winner. I've only got 12,500 words of my new project (affectionately called Amnesia Girl), but that's 12,500 more words than I had on Oct. 31. And, there are still three and half more hours to go!
I think the first year of NaNo is a little like your first love. It's awkward, difficult, fun, scary, and more than a little complicated. This might not be my "one true" NaNo, but I will always look fondly back onto my first try. I'll remember the night we stayed up together laughing about nothing. I'll remember the angry fight where we both said things we didn't mean. We tried. We really did. Even until the end, neither of us was willing to give up, but we realized that our days were numbered. I wanted it to work, NaNo wanted it to work, but it wasn't in the cards.
Maybe we both need to mature a bit first. And if the stars align, we might even try again next year.