It's a shite and briney morning here for the last day of NaNo. The clouds of last week and the storms of the weekend have gone, leaving the fresh, after the rain perfume.
Sven and Oleg are ready to tend my every need on this last day as a make a last day dash for the finish... oh, wait... why am I madly writing on the final day when outside is glorious and I've accomplished most of my goals?
It's the 'most of'; I've got to finish the last book. And next year? The inner athlete is joining the inner critic!
Breath deep of clear air, hold on to your giblets and... write!