There is something satisfying about a big fat stack of still-warm paper with your words printed on them. Even if you never want to look at those particular words again. :) Fortunately, by the time it’s time to, I’ll be ready to again. Amazing how that works.
Book well and truly done, in other words. It’ll go in the mail this afternoon, and after I go for a walk I’ll start on the proposal for PHOENIX LAW.
And then I will do revisions on THUNDERBIRD FALLS.
And then I will write COYOTE DREAMS.
And somewhere in there I will work on the kitchen.
And get Ted’s paperwork done. And call about the taxes.
Argh.