As of right now, Second Skin is set to release on Friday. Cross your fingers and mark it on your calendars!
Nextly, it seems I have finally unearthed myself from the great big whopping pile of work I had. Of course it's only a matter of time before things get crazy and I'm swamped again, but for now, I'm going to enjoy the breathing room while it lasts.
During the Escape from Work Mountain, I did get a fair amount of writing done on The Fall of the Midnight Scorpions. As much as I like my site/blog, if a choice has to be made, writing fiction is always going to win out over writing here. Sad but true. Anyway, it's been coming along, and sometime in the past week, I had that moment.
That glorious moment.
That wonderful moment.
The one where you've been writing for months, chiseling away at that fantastic plot you've been dreaming about for ages, getting the damn words onto the damn page, and then all of a sudden...the end is in sight. You can see the finish line. You're in the home stretch.
It always seems to sneak up on me, and then I rejoice when I finally realize it. By my current calculations, I have three more chapters and an epilogue to do before going back through and adding in the things I forgot. Then it's time for the final proofing and then shipping it off. In some ways, it feels like quite the lengthy list, while in others, it feels like I'm right there.
I write in order (as I've mentioned before), which means that I save the climax for, well, where it goes. The excitement's there, the motivation is there, so I'm hoping this part will just fly by. These parts have been in my head for so long, and now it's finally time to put my heart and soul on the page and it's going to FEEL SO GOOD.
If I were a runner, I'm sure there's some type of running or marathon metaphor I could be using here. But HAHAno. I don't run. Ever. I'd best leave that alone.