Now that the event is over and I have completed a good 50000 words of unadulterated writing fun, I can breathe. I can relax for a while. Look back at the month that just passed by with some satisfaction. I had achieved what I had set out to. No, the goal was not to complete a novel, a month is too short a time to write a good novel, at least for me it is. The goal was to get my love for writing back, to be able to show to myself that I still can write.

There are still self doubts on my ability to write fluently, well constructed sentences, use of punctuation, proficiency of English language, depth of vocabulary and many more. But, I know I can work upon them, one at a time. One month of writing has given me the confidence that one day I would be a decent writer, who would be able to translate a thought into words and be able to do some justice to them.

I love reading and writing stories, I want to write more and more of them because my mind is full of them. I wish there were 48 hours in a day and many hands just to put them down. Well I guess you have 24 hrs and a pair of hand so that you write the best and the most interesting ones. I have to make a choice and my next is an epic. It is a long story. I know for sure I will never be able to complete it and never be able to publish it, but I will write it, for myself.

Thank you NaNoWriMo for igniting the flame once again and bringing me back to what I love doing — Writing.