Its Relative

Thirty four thousand, three hundred, and sixty something words.

34,360.

November 24th.

That is the word count for NaNoWriMo 2010, as of now. I don't plan to keep it this way for long, my friends. I plan to surge past that fifty thousand mark - and why? Well, quite simply, it's because I refuse to fail.

But isn't everything relative? What is failure, really? Failure isn't not crossing the finish mark in NaNoWriMo or the New York Marathon. Failure, I believe, is not taking the first step. It's not writing the first word.

That's why I want to make this point today.

Do you have a single word in your word count?

You. Have. Not. Failed.

So join me, in being thankful for not failing this Thanksgiving, and onwards march! Whether or not that means continuing in NaNo or just trying not to fall asleep after all that Turkey, that's relative, too.