I’m at sixes and sevens, waiting for Donna to read the manuscript and give me her notes. I sort of want to work on something else, but I also want to clean my office, but I also want to read about a dozen books, and I can’t settle on any one thing, so I end up doing a great deal of very little. I should be used to this, but I’m not.
Once this book goes out the door it will be the first time in about four years that I will not be working on a novel. (Yes, I do still have two novels “in process” and I can go back to work on either one of them, and I will, but I don’t have to.) …