Ok, so I didn't get to 50,000. Didn't even get to 15,000. I have no excuses. I fell victim to the enemy of writers everywhere - or maybe only my enemy - apathy.
I got off to a great start - but life gets in the way, as it has a tendency to do. And once I fell behind, each day it got a little easier to put it off. Before I knew it, I was so far behind that it was simpler to write it off (again) than to try to dig myself out.
In my defense, seasonal depression is a bitch. That's not a good enough reason, though. I allowed time to get away from me, and I wasn't dedicated enough to try to run it down.
But with the warmer weather and the rapid approach of Spring, I'm ready to try again. I'm fortunate that, for the time being, I don't have to depend on my writing to make a living. At the same time, that luxury makes it way too easy to let weeks, months, slip away.
So this is my promise to you, my readers, who for the moment may only exist in my mind - I am rededicating myself to this craft that I love and admire and fear so much. I hope you'll join me for the ride.