There’s something about November that feels a little enchanted.

Maybe it’s the early sunsets and bottomless cups of tea.
>Maybe it’s the way a story opens like a portal the moment I commit to it.
>Maybe it’s simply the delight of joining thousands of writers who collectively whisper, “We’re doing this. We’re really doing this.”

This month, I dove into my annual 50k-word challenge with my usual combination of ambition, stubbornness, and questionable optimism. Today is November 30, and I’m here to r...