I just now emailed the corrected! and expanded! Ghost Ship to Toni at Baen. Hopefully, that’s got everything. Doubtless, we’ll hear, if not.
In the meantime, I want to write! Yes. Yes, I do. Unfortunately, what I want to write is probably not the next thing I ought to write, though it is one of the projects currently under discussion. And, honestly? What I ought to really be doing is the bookkeeping. Before it achieves sentience.
It can’t hurt to just noodle out a couple pages of Teh Shiny, right? While we’re between contracts and all?
Yeah, I’m doomed.
Carousel Tides looks to be doing well for itself — Number Two bestselling trade paperback at Uncle Hugo’s for October! *is chuffed*.
If you’ve read the book, please do consider posting a review on Amazon, BN, Goodreads, LibraryThing, or, yanno, your website or journal. Word of mouth is a Powerful Force for Good.
Fans of the day-job will be delighted to learn that it has graduated to Mad Scramble, where it will remain, breaking all-too-briefly for Yuletide, before shifting into high gear.
Mozart is sitting on the desk at my left hand, purring. I think he’s happy to have All Those Papers out of his way.
Steve is in the kitchen, building grilled cheese sammiches.
Mmmmm, grilled cheese.
What small pleasure are you enjoying this evening?