What Next?

As all of you know, a rousing huzzah was sounded yesterday when, for the first time in 8 years I finished my NaNoWriMo novel. It felt good. Heck, it felt awesome. I wrote 50,000 words in a single month and I could have kept going. In fact, I might keep going. I have nothing better to do, and now I am feeling a sense of loss. The competition is over and I am ... bored. I got into a habit of writing everyday, and now I am left with a big hole in my world. 

Truth be told, I do not have a "finished" product. I validated my novel at 50,327 words and it still has no ending. But, the goal was to write at least 50,000 words, and I did that. It is a pretty big deal for me since it means I didn't give up, I didn't quit and I learned a valuable lesson in focus and discipline. And I actually had fun doing it. 

So, I guess I could spend December finishing my novel and editing it, but I have a feeling that no one will ever read it. It might just be a waste of my time. Maybe I should spend December at the gym, losing that ten pounds that crept up on me. I don't know. What i do know is that if you start anything, and keep with it, stuff happens. Good stuff happens. I began last month with less than an idea and I ended with a novel. Maybe if I begin this month with a first draft, I'll end with an awesome novel. Or, maybe if I start this month in the gym I'll end up with a rocking body. But whatever I decide to do, I know that I can finish it. I have the pudding, and the proof is in there.