Monday, November 18, 2013


One of the things that we had to do rising through the ranks toward black belt was define victory. Over the last few years, my definition of victory has changed. There for a while, it was not dropping any potatoes in the trash can while peeling them. I've gotten pretty good at that.

Then, it changed to getting through a class without having a breathing episode. Once I realized that there was something wrong that I couldn't fix, victory changed to figuring out what was wrong.

This month, victory has been defined by staying on top of my word count for NaNoWriMo. I mean, I have crawled out of bed and written first thing in the morning every day except Saturday, when, as Gabriel put it, I had a man cold.

I have to admit that I am a horrible, horrible patient. I put that man cold to good use though, and gave the heroine in my story a man cold.

I am 18 days into NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo, and I have written and blogged every day. I would say that I'm a sucker for punishment, but I've actually managed to marginally stay on top of my other obligations at the same time.

How are you defining victory these days?

1 comment:

  1. Right now, in many ways, victory to me is just putting one foot in front of the other. It's been a rough few weeks, so I'm just trying to keep my wits about me.


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