Nailed It, This Time - A poem about last month

Amid the chaos
of the holiday season
the old boy took up pen
and once more tried
writing a novel.

Did much better
this time around, folks,
succeeded at the set goal.
Doubled the word count
that they wanted.

So, be merry,
celebrate the season's change
and the coming big holiday season,
as I pull out
that dreaded chainsaw.

Editing, re-writing, polishing,
fixing tons of grammar,
doing more research, at coffee shops,
as I seek something
to offer up.

Not for here,
this one was raunchy,
due to a friend's jesting dare.
So it will need
a new pseudonym.

Or, maybe not.
Still up in air
about how to deal it out,
whether to share it,
or hide it.

But, I lived,
despite many challenges,
and scored a very impressive win
during NaNoWriMo, this year,
to toast to,
come the New Year.

7Dec2015 - A merry Dyfedd Rex.