NaNoWriMo

The Aftermath :

Beads of sweat seeping in between the keys on your laptop.
You; praying it won't short out.
Click click click.
49,999
You wait for a minute or two.  Maybe take a nibble of Ghirardelli.
Then you tap a few more times, and fall over backwards in your chair.
Now the sweats running down your forehead, and you lay there dazed, confused, sleep deprived.
But your done.  And its over (sort of) and you did it................................

And now you have to keep going.
Or else.