Well that sort of snuck up on me. I have no idea how I pounded out around 4000 words today to finish the Zombie Dating Guide a day early -- must've been the wine. Now I'll have a bunch of drunk undead singing show tunes in the last chapters of the book but who cares! I'm done!
Not once did I use Dr. Wicked's Write or Die though I am still a huge fan of his evil ways. And I can quite recommend wine to help ease along those squicky chapters writing about zombie love scenes. Okay, I didn't go very far into that -- some things are just better left to the imagination. Ew.
So what is left? I have a nasty 1700 word a day habit to keep up; I'm heading straight into Pocket Full of Posies which is flopping along around 5k right now and getting back to mundane tasks like paying bills and showering. I'll start editing soon since I have lovely beta readers backed up to show their undying support. Get it - zombies - undy...forget it. And my family may want to see more of me than the back of my head and the Cone of Silence.
Did I miss a holiday?