That I posted on various blogs even 13 times this month (including this post but not including the more than 75 entries on the occasional blog created so I’d have some memory of the NCTE conference) is a miracle. This year’s NaNoWriMo ends officially today. I fell woefully short of the 50K word-goal and was almost entirely incapable of writing in a direct line. But the fact that I did write – every day at that – is cause for celebration. After such single-minded devotion, I neither desire nor expect life to ever go back to ‘normal’ again. It’s official: I am a writer.