I'm so close to the finish. I can taste it, my friends. I can feel it, right there on the horizon - but six thousand words is a lot for a single human to write in one day. Isn't it?
Then again - maybe all I need is one word. Maybe all I need is a single word, and another single word, and another single word - compiled into the six thousand individual words that will make me an official winner for the NaNoWriMo '10.
But like I said - winning, it's relative. If I don't win, I'll be dissapointed.
But I won't be discouraged. I won't fail.
I refuse to let not winning be called a failure.
And I refuse to fail.
Onwards, march. And I'll see you at the finish line.
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