Well, it's almost here... The end of November. If you're doing NaNo, this particular time of year either has you dreading the next few days or relieved you can finally pry your butt out of that chair and take your clawed hands off the keyboard.
Or possibly you'll be dancing because you did it. You wrote a novel in November.
Perhaps you didn't finish. You put your head down and wrote as much as you could, but life got in the way. Celebrate anyway. Dude, you wrote stuff. Lots and lots of stuff.
I didn't NaNo this year. I was smack in the middle of my WIP when the month started (almost literally), and I couldn't take the time to work on something new and shiny. I'm in my own homestretch. I didn't think finishing this would take all of November, but it did. Now we're creeping up on 11/30 and I'm two chapters away from typing THE END on this rewrite.
Another writer and myself talked about doing a NaNo like thing in December. If I get this rewrite done, I could do another 50K next month. Lord knows, I did 50K in October. I'm almost up to 50K this month for Djinnocide. All of that shows I can do it again. But a part of me weeps when I think about spending another month typing furiously.
As long as I ignore that part, I should do fine.
So, if she's up to it, I'm up to it. And if she's not? Well, I still need to be up to it. Because that's what writers do. We write.
Anyway, good luck as you hit this homestretch. I'm standing online the sidelines, waving my pompoms and cheering like crazy as you approach the finish line. And I'm looking forward to a finish line of my own. We can do it!