I'm working on the editing changes and adjustments for LEW and preparing to venture into the next opus. This one will be in the science fiction-ish/science opera vein. I'm not a scientist, so I'm not able to write "hard" science fiction, but I can manage the level of balonium required for Star Trek. There will be some scientific justification for the silliness that ensues, but for the most part, just like in all of my writing, I need the reader to accept certain premises and just go with it. Meet me half way, and I promise you I'll spin you a fun yarn.

In the meantime, what I'm really working on is getting over the flu. Hence the time stamp on this thing. I need to go to work tomorrow, but first I need to get my body to cooperate with me. I've seen more of my bathroom in the past few days than I ever wanted to see. It's really not that scenic.

Well, if I don't reach out to you before then, Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah and Blessed Yule to all of my beloved Crickets!

ETA: I do not like the new updated and borkified Blogger interface. Two thumbs WAY down.

The Light at the End of the World is done.

It's twenty-four chapters of surprises, unruly characters, and not a single happy ending. I didn't expect things to end quite the way they did. I'm not certain how I feel about it, either.

I've got so much character blood on my hands tonight that I feel like a serial killer. Yeesh.