I finished nanowrimo on the 12th, but I took two days off to get my daughter from another state. (It really took three days, but I snuck in a little writing the day I left, before we got on our way.) So, I wrote just over 50,000 words in ten days.
I was, oh, so proud of myself, until I discovered that the NaNo site kept track of my stats from last year (I wish they had them for all four years). I looked at last year's stats. I had finished on day 9. I wrote for a few days after that, and my total was higher than this year. So much for the happy dance I was going to perform for myself.
NaNo 09 - The Platter
NaNo 10 - untitled
NaNo 11 - Floating
NaNo 12 - Where the Heck am I?
I'm not sure if I'll do it next year. This attitude is a big shock for me, by the way. If I do end up doing it next year, I will probably be a rebel. Instead of writing a story, I plan to do "stream of consciousness" writing, if I do it at all.