A Confession: I really tried, but my NaNoWriMo attempt failed

But I really had good fun and it isn't over. See, I tried to write a novel in one month and it started well and ended abruptly. The reason it ended isn't that the story stopped, or petered out, or even died in my head - quite the opposite. In fact, for a while, I lived the story, I have sketches of the devices in the story, the characters, maps of areas, lists of names, and a rough timeline that I created. It's a fully realised universe and one that I will return to, to finish it, because I owe it to the people that I dreamed up inside the novel.

But, alas, I can't finish it and I am not going to try. Like my friend and gatekey to the writing world, Laura, I just can't find the time to write. I have been moved onto a busy project in my job and now I am the responsible engineer that is always on call doing work in front of a computer all day which means when I get home all I want to do is crash out in front of the TV, eat food, read a book and get away from the computer - forcing my self to write wasn't fun and it was killing the style of the novel which is a bad thing.

So I have to admit defeat. It was a good attempt - reaching 17 thousand words was impressive for me, and I am quite happy with the results so far. I also enjoyed going down little rabbit holes with the characters. One day, my story will play out. Maybe next month, maybe next year, maybe in 30 years, but I think I will return to the world I created. I am going to return to the 1000 short story outlines of Write in for Writings Sake and support Laura further. :)