As the above suggests, edit notes have arrived for my next book (title coming soon, I promise), due out in May 2013.

Excellent!

With the help of my clever editors, I should be able to knuckle down and fix all those fizzling bits in the first draft and – fingers crossed – mould this book into a truly compelling read.

And hmmph!

Why? Because it never ceases to amaze me how often edits coincide so perfectly with the urge… no, need to start the next book.

Yes, yes, I know, but you have been deceived. Deceived I tell you! All that pottering in post-book blissdom these past few weeks has been surface only. Inside I’ve been hard at work, cogitating. Truly I have! Plots have been brewing. Characters imagined. Horrible, mean fates thought of. I even have an opening and, miracle of miracles, a fabulous title.  So, as is typical, just when I think I’m ready to start pounding that keyboard again, edits come a-sailing in and I have to drop it all and bury myself in those, hence the hmmph.

Ahh, well. No one ever said this writing life was easy.