Blood of the Stars, my latest novel, is complete. It's going to the editor this weekend and maybe then I'll breathe again. It's a strange little story, and even if it doesn't impress my editor, I think it was an excellent endeavor and I feel good about challenging myself.
And now, the real challenge: learning to write a query letter. I may end up self-publishing later, as I'm not sure this book is marketable (Voodoo time travel? Not really a subgenre), but I'm sure as hell going to try. So wish me luck, cross your fingers, knock on wood.
I'm going in, guys. No, I'm not crying, those are allergies.