Dear NaNoWriMo,

I haven't been speaking to you since Wednesday, and that's because we're through. We had a good run--30,005 words, a whole thousand more than last year. Alas, there was just too much crazy in my November to write 50,000 words with you this year.

And rather than auditioning ideas with you all weekend when I wasn't buried in my homework, I decided to walk away from my laptop, enjoy Thanksgiving with my family, and act like I'm on a holiday break. I enjoyed it.

We had some good times too, NaNo. You forced me to sit down and find the time and discipline to write down those ideas floating around my imagination, and then you brought me even more ideas. Those were beautiful times, and I'll always love you for that.

I don't know if we'll see each other next year, but I look forward to at least another thousand words if we do.

With love and best wishes,

PS: Good luck to all you Wrimos who are still writing! You can do it, and there's one heck of a standing ovation waiting beyond the finish line. Go you.