In a few days

It took me a few days to finish off 2017's year of Instants. In a few days, I'll have finished checking and compiling it for publication. In a few days, I'll be wanting to see some double prompts from you, my dear readers.

If I'm ahead this year, then I can relax about getting behind in this year. It shouldn't matter, but it does and I want the Year of Instants to match the Year in Reality for reasons that I can't even pin down.

So thanks in advance to anyone who helps me to catch up with the six extra stories I need to do to write the 365th story of this year on New Year's Eve like I should.

I am going to check over the text of 2017's Year of Instants, make certain I have a cover, and do the algorithm thing to make multiple versions of it for upload.

All that will be happening in a few days.

And in a few days, I will be sending off samples of Adapting to a bunch of agents with hope in my heart and disappointment in my anticipation. Because pessimists can only be pleasantly surprised.

In a few days, I will be marking off calendar dates for rejection. So I can have the next samples ready for the next agents.

I'm leaving Beauties to percolate on my Patreon. I don't know what to do with it and it probably needs to moulder for a while. Meanwhile, everyone can read that thing for a dollar a month. Cheap.

I may or may not get back to it in another year. It's not like I don't have an idea queue that's going to keep me in material until 2037.

That's a lot of years away. And a lot of novels down the line.

I have twenty four weeks left on my schedule to write and wrap Clockwork Souls, which might be another one of those ones to linger in percolation when I'm done. They're not all winners, and I maintain that the point of writing is to have fun with it.

And -yeah- it is ten months of work to do it, but... I need to become less pissy about nobody else wanting my mad ideas. I write because I can't not write. If I sell a few things that I write, that's a bonus.

Sooner or later, I'll get there.