I see the end of this, friends. Just one last big push, and I think the sequel will be ready to hurl at my editor, like a rotten pumpkin off a trebuchet.
Or, y’know, a flaming piano. I’m not sure which one this manuscript most resembles, to be honest.
In any case, that’s why I will not be here much this week, barring unexpected and exciting news. I’m working.
Back soon, I hope!