The anthology galleys are done and out of my hands. I had to send them away or I’d have kept poking at them.

Onward!

ETA ten minutes later: And now I am in that curious post-novel ennui phase where I can’t settle down and do anything. This is ridiculous. I should go make tea and take a notebook into the living room and scribble ideas out.

ETA @ 5:00: 460 handwritten words of setup. Am pleased. Now off to make polenta.