It looks like July is going to be a high speed ride from start to finish. I need to finish Brimstone and get it out the door to Berkley before the conference. The last thing I need is to finally finish this thing and then have it get lost in the mayhem of post-conference requests. Then I need to allow myself time to re-read The Outlaw Bride and make edit notes to try and shave off about 25 pages and tighten the story. Then I have to write pitches for both as well as short blurbs on books 2-4 for the rest of the Brimstone series just in case they ask what I have planned there. That leaves me 36 days to get this all done.
To top things off, the last half of July I’m likely going to be in a bit of a funk (okay fine, probably more than a bit) because the BF and I will only see each other about one day out of 20 between the Writers Retreat, his being away on vacation with his son, and then my leaving for San Fran. Perhaps I should give him a picture of me so he doesn’t forget what I look like.
Oh well, if nothing else, while he’s away on vacation I can bury myself in my work and get what I need to done. Either that, or I can just sit around and drink heavily. I may choose the latter depending on how the writing actually goes.
Remember when summer used to be easy and fun, not a care in the world? I have vague memories of my thirteen year old self enjoying an unlimited sense of freedom. Sigh…how I long for those days…