62,000 words for the month, 140,000 for the year. Didn’t completely finish revising a novel this month, but got most of the way.
For some reason, knowing I’m going to self-publish in a few months makes my depression worse. It means I’ll soon have proof that my stories suck.
So the year’s off to a good start. I have 77,000 words this months, one book revised, and am working on getting self-published. I have the cover artist, am going through one last round of edits. I hope to have the first book ready by April or May.
It’s both exciting and terrifying.
So December ending up sucking, as anticipated, but I got enough for the year: 803k. It’ll have to do. Tomorrow, plans for 2016.
59,000 for the month, 794,000 for the year. That’s only 6,000 for December. Unless I totally fuck up, I’ll make that. Insert sigh of relief.
71,000 for the month, 734,000 for the year. I should be on track to meet my goal, even given that November and December will be crazy busy months.