I haven’t forgotten you. This is the week my book edits were submitted. I created 250 some odd pages, organized them into 14 chapters, rewrote every bit of dialogue, and gained ten [unevenly distributed] pounds in the year-long writing process. I’m very happy with the state of the manuscript, even if revising it induced night sweats, adult-onset acne, and an unrelenting fantasy of being trapped in a bakery.
Fresh posts coming your way just as soon as I shower and change out of my nightgown.