So I managed to post every day for a month. Do I feel a sense of accomplishment, or like I’ve learned anything? No, not really. It’s nice to know I can actually accomplish something I decide to do (all those attempts at NaNoWriMo notwithstanding). I guess you can say that the strongest feeling I can muster up about NaBloPoMo is ambivalence. Unless I happen to win a prize. Then it’ll be a different story.
Next year we need to up the ante. NaBloPoHo. One blog post an hour, or you’re fed to the wolves. First person to make the internet explode gets all the prizes.