When I won National Novel Writing Month, I was super happy. So happy, in fact, I wrote this scene for the last scene in my novel:
“Hey what’s this?” Rika asked, stopping at a particular news channel. On it, a brunette was standing behind a podium, giving a speech. AJ sat next to her on the bed and they listened as the woman spoke.
“…five hundred words may not seem like a lot. But to me, it holds more meaning than anyone can ever understand. Five hundred words mark the line between winning national novel writing month, and being just a simple participant. The former is a title to be fought over and hard won. The latter is a loser. Folks, I am going to be a winner. I don’t know about you, but right now I’m going to win because it’s what I do. I win, win, win and then I lose. But do you know why I lose? It’s because I won. Winning something means taking risks. It means putting yourself out there. It means being something not many people can be. And when you take risks, you win. But sometimes, risks fail and you lose. But you know what? You’re still a winner. I’m still a winner. Why? Because I can write speeches five hundred words in length that rattle the souls of my listeners. And do you know what else? Right now, you hear a song in your head. Yep. That’s right. Here the deep piano vibrating to the core of your soul. It’s Family Tree by TV on the Radio. It scares the kitty on your lap away, but it’s your winning song so you play it loud. You play it loud because you have won. You are winning. And the taste of victory is just beginning to ripen on your tongue. It tastes different to different people. To some, french fries that taste like salty clouds. To others, the taste of victory is the sweet tartness of lemonade contrasting sharply to a caffeinated tea of fruity essence. Whatever your victory taste is, it is coming on strong now.
And why should it not? You have accomplished what at first seemed impossible. You scaled that peak that looked so tall from the bottom. You now laugh at that tall mountain. Silly mountain! You tried to intimidate me but I turned around and scaled you. I didn’t run. I accepted your challenge and I am a better person because of it.
And that’s why I’m here. Because I’m a better person because of my trials and my accomplishments and my goals. Because of my writing. And why, do you ask, does this hardly relate to my plot? Simply because I’m a writer and I can. I may be drunk with power at this particular moment, but take a look at the hurdles and mountains I’ve leaped over. They’re not insignificant and never will be.
And as the fading notes of this song blur into a shining light, take this thought with you: the taste of victory will never sour on your tongue if you use your determination wisely and continue taking risks to better yourself.
And keep telling those mountains how insignificant they are. They should never, ever intimidate you ever again.”
And the audience broke into applause. AJ and Rika shut off the TV, thoroughly confused, but a little moved. Rika thought she saw AJ wipe a tear off his face.
“National novel writing month?” Rika murmured in confusion.




You see that? That is our prototype of our new tote bag. I’m so skilled.



