I think that whole ‘giving birth to books as babies’ thing only works if you get to give birth to the child, then drop it off at college on your way home. It’s done. Released into the wild and now all I can do is hope I raised it right.
Now I’ve got nothing in my “dates to remember” section over there in the sidebar. I have two more contracted books, but they don’t have release dates. And they’re…less than finished. So I’m wandering around (literally and cyberly) trying to figure out what to focus on.
Yeah, those two unfinished ones would be good. *g* I’ve been naughty in the last few days and worked on the sequel to 72 Hours, but I need to stop that. (Although, since the two I need to be working on are both erotic and both dark, I might use Gallagher to balance out the muse when she’s in the mood to be light and fun.)
Once again so much stuff ended up on my plate, the secret projects fell by the wayside. Or perhaps I just haven’t built up the confidence yet to step off the porch and try to run with the big dogs.
Wow, am I a barrel of monkeys today or what? It also occured to me I never finished the behind the scenes page for 72 Hours. Eeek. I should finish that today instead of wandering around aimlessly.