Now when I say "finished" I don't mean finished at all. Just one stage is done, there'll be several more before the book sees* print in December. But this is perhaps the most important one. It's me getting the book off, getting other eyes to look at it, and getting some distance. This is the joy of deadlines, if I didn't have one I think I could hold onto this book indefinitely.
But I did, and the book is gone. So hello, dear old Blog, and the rumblings of book Three, and all those other yearnings(and fears) that are stories in the making.
Deadlines are wonderful things, but it's great to have a little distance between yourself and the next one.
*unless it's really, really awful - which you always think it is at this stage, and at various other stages, whenever you get too close and lose sight of the whole thing - which is often. Let's hope it's not, eh.