Slowly breathing in life...

The project at work that has consumed the last three months of my life has finally been consigned to the 95% complete file. It's close enough to done that I'm calling it done. (Much like writing, really. Deathless prose isn't. It just needs to be done ENOUGH.)

As if this were a trigger in my brain, I finished rewriting Easter Lilies and Imaginary Angels this morning, dealing with (I hope) many of the issues that BRAWL found in it. I've sent it off to one of my anxious beta readers who will hopefully enjoy it, and once she gets back to me, it can go start collecting rejection letters. Woo!

And speaking of rejection letters, I finally got my act together again to send out Trickster's Wish again, so hopefully I'll get back to having stuff out in circulation. When the rejection letters come in, the thing is to send the story back out again, but when one is stuck working 50-60 hour work weeks, it does bad things to the time one can spend working on writing.

So, onward, into the great unknown of storyland!