I finished A LOVER'S KISS this morning, and sent it off to New York this afternoon.
So, how am I feeling?
I gotta confess, I'm exhausted. My editor asked if I could get it in early, and I did, but I am one tired author. I've been out of the house a grand total of twice in two weeks. The laundry situation is grim. My office is a wreck.
And did I mention I'm exhausted?
The good news is, I think I've done a good job for my man Drury, a character I've been waiting to write about since 2002.
No, I'm not kidding. It's been quite the wait, but I've always wanted to write his story, and I've had a lot of emails over the years from readers who wanted him to get his own story. So yeah! And last night, when the last read-through was going really well (meaning I could actually go two even three pages at a stretch without making a change), I was giddy with joy.
Tomorrow, I'm not planning on doing much of anything. Except laundry.