Sorry. Trying to finish up a project before I start sweating with Sven on Monday. It’s a historical western, a little darker than Taming Eliza Jane and Becoming Miss Becky, with some action thrown in.
Still plugging away at night on DG3. I know it’s taking me a little while, but I won’t let it go until it’s the book I want it to be for me and for my readers. It’s also hard keeping up that level of intensity, so I have to have other things to tinker with, too.
It’s not easy getting things done when my office is in the living room and there’s pounding and sawing and banging going on just on the other side of the plastic curtain, but I shall persevere.
Oh, and I’d like to give a big, old Chuck Norris roundhouse kick to whoever invented trick-or-treating. Three pounds I’ve gained this week. Dammit.