Head down, bum up, working on re-working a manuscript for what must be the umteenth time. At least, thanks to a good fairy in the shape of a kind Editor in Chief, there is light at the end of the tunnel for this danged MS. I'd almost given up hope for this little romp of Vampires and Witches, Zombies and Mafia hit men. There is even some sexual tension between a younger NBA player and the Necromancer heroine.
Of course, my two other books are languishing on the back burner at the present...and their characters are pissed at being ignored. Then again, there are the partial riffs from song lyrics running through the dread sub-conscious.
The time seems to be kind to all the cousins: perhaps it's because the Harvest moon is coming soon and the days will be cooling down. The darkening of the days, the bright orange of the Hunter's moon....oh, these are things of inspiration.
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