So, roll on, Book 2. Out of my hands and into the production department's.
Tomorrow I have a few errands to run and it won't be a writing day - but Wednesday, it's back to Book 3. And this time it's nose to the grindstone and full steam ahead with this thing. It needs to be DONE by the second half of August, and that's a firm deadline.
In other news, just a gentle reminder to anybody on my flist or anyone anybody on my flist might happen to know who lives withing reasonable distance of Lynnwood Borders, in Seattle - yours truly will be appearing in a Summer Reading program at the store on June 16 at 2:30 PM and if anyone wishes to pop in and wave I will be most happy to see you.
Okay. Now for the reason behind the title of this post. It's time to pay bills, unload the drier, take the garbage out. All those little things that make up, you know, actual living. Playing with an idea for a longish philosophical blog post, but that's another can of worms altogether. Maybe today. Maybe tomorrow.
In the meantime, off to be domestic.