I worked hard to get line edits for To Dream out to the editor. And now…I don’t want to do anything. I do, but I don’t. I don’t even want to play ‘puter games. Maybe it’s spring. Maybe it’s the storm front about to come through. Maybe it’s Mars in retrograde with Mercury and Saturn is somethinganother.
I’ve got other things to do, too! I’m over halfway through Perchance, the third book in the Soliloquy series (To Sleep, To Dream, Perchance, To Die). I am working on the next Butch Girl book, even though the title of it eludes me. It is Nikki’s story and the working title is Butch Girls and U-Hauls. I’m also working on Harri’s story, Butch Girls and Stereotypes since the two books are either going to happen at the same time or something. They are linked together.
And I want to get Perchance done and at least one BG book done so I can FINALLY FINALLY get Simple Sarah done! Good freakin’ grief! I know you love that book, but it is time to let go, Paula.
If heavy sighing counted as working as a writer, I’d be famous.