My proofreader hasn’t got back to me yet I can only guess at the amount of work she’s taken on, I wait with trepidation.
Meanwhile I find myself setting the scene for my third book, I genuinely thought it would be tough to get another one done, no ideas, zilch, nothing.
Today my pen lept into my hand and started writing. I love my characters they really do have a life of their own.
I am one happy writer today.