Last night, at about 8 pm, I wrote what I assumed was the last word in the new novel, The Device Hunter, only to wake up in the middle of the night and realize I'd left out one section. And small though it was, it made a lie of the boast that I had finished the book. Well, I can now categorically state that I have finished the book. Until, of course, I start the edits! I'm putting that on hold for at least two weeks. I should in fact take a month off so I can come to it completely fresh, but I don't know if I will be able to wait that long. I want to send it to my dear editor in the States in early January. So we'll see.
I'm now feeling a bit at a loose end and having had cheese, wine and chocolate to celebrate with the landlords, brushed the dog and washed the dishes am rattling around a little. There's not much point in attacking the job hunting - it's 4 pm on Friday afternoon after all. So I decided to footle around a little with book 3 - The Raging of Christopher Sly. I have to do a fair amount of research for this book, which I'm looking forward to, but I have at least written the first paragraph. So huzzah and raise a glass to having finished, for now, The Device Hunter, and huzzah and raise a glass to the start of The Raging of Christopher Sly!
Stand back! I have an imagination and I'm not afraid to use it!