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Minxes Word Count Challenge Update.

I've been participating in April Word Count Challenge set up by the Minxes of Romance blog.  My goal was to write the final 19,000 words or so of and 80,000 word novel which was started as part of the NaNoWriMo challenge last November.  I'm so nearly there.  Only the last 1,500 words to go.

The ending of my novel is clearly in my head.  My characters are talking to me again.  I can see the story unfolding.  I'd plotted the novel, yet it took a few directions I hadn't envisaged.  Some of the things that happened even surprised me.

Having said that, it's probably not a literary masterpiece.  It's probably a piece of self-indulgent drivel.  But, you know, it's my self-indulgent drivel and I love it. 

Once I'm finished I shall proof read it, at like, two chapters a day.  Then I'll get on with my life.  When I'm ready I'll decide what to do next.  But the main thing is, I'll have done it.

I owe a lot to NaNoWriMo and the Minxes (especially Lacey and Suzanne) for providing writing companionship.  That was my main motivator.  That and lots of encouragement from my blog readers, especially Rummuser (my bhaiya) and Padmini.

Thanks everyone.  I love all of you.

I hope to finish this by tomorrow.

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