Wouldn't you know, I went and did it in the end
feeling lost in writing without the shine I'm used to
And every time I meet a goal, it can't seem to sink in
so even hours later, I can't believe all that I've done
Give me the time to sleep, give it time to be true
I'm still convinced it's just a number, not that meaningful
but even all the hyphens I took out can't hide the truth
That for once I didn't flake out, for once I met my goal
I wrote two hundred pages of flawed and flowing prose
Now comes the hard part, the true test of my will
What's left is only finishing, it's harder than it seems
my mind and drive are filled with other stories to be told
And all I've done for Arrogance feels damaged and extreme
but to find those shining jewels, I have to brave the rough
So hand me a red pen, and let the ink begin to flow
I'm looking forward to finding the end
Author notes
A poem in celebration of what I did today: finished NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) for the first time. The title of my story is Arrogance, so that's where that line comes from. I never would have thought that at 50,000 words my story would be only 3/5ths of the way told though. Now to work on tying up all those loose ends and figuring out what I want to do to finish it. And then comes the editing. . . .
Please tell me what you think
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Congrats on finishing Danica-san!!! W00t!!! I especially like the last stanza in this poem. And you do not flake out on EVERYthing. But yay for following through on this!!
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