The Last Quitter is the Unkindest Quitter of All

Not that I'm likely the last quitter. But I am a quitter. Given another week, I think I'd pulled enough together to make it happen, but I just started the novel too late in the month.

But I did write more than fifty thousand words of novel in May, so I'm sort of a winner.

No, I'm not. I'm a failure and I hate myself.

Best of luck to the rest of you, though.