Yesterday, I fell behind my overall pace for the first time during NaNoWriMo. I was in a foul mood — and still am, to a lesser extent. But I caught up to pace today, and while I think I’m done for the night, it’s still early and I may decide to write a little more this evening.
I’m less happy with my content. It’s too sappy and the obstacles faced by the characters are being resolved too easily. But that’s something to worry about next month, if I worry about it at all. I may just chalk this novel up to experience and not try to do anything with it.