I am in that marvelous state of euphoria that comes upon a writer after they have turned in a manuscript (two, actually). I'm enjoying the freedom, the relief from having to work. God added an extra measure of grace, that my book that was supposed to be due on March 1st has been pushed back to August.
Eventually, I will return to earth and panic will set in. After two years of contracts lined up back to back, I have none after this next contract. It's time for another contract . . . or two or three.
So pray with me as I wait for word on the two proposals I have in . . . and as I brainstorm, develop ideas, and write sample chapters.