Slamming on the brakes...at least for today

Every time I get near the end of a book, I freeze. My husband, the cowboy, has to assure me that yes, I will finish the damn book. And I will be mostly on time.

He gently leads me back to the manuscript and away from my casino slot games, reminding me of my task.

And each time, I hate him for it.

But today, since the book is in my gentle editor’s hands, and she’s even confirmed it’s receipt, I am feeling a little less animosity toward my true partner in crime. By the end of the week, I will have forgotten all about it. Until I start writing the end of the next book.

So, yes, I’m done. My plans for this week are to take it easy, finish a short, write two blogs (one you’re reading), and dig into the edits for my agent on my new series proposal. Oh, and I have a library event on Thursday. Easy peasy, right?

My accountability partner said for a week off, I’ve got a lot of work packed in there. For me, it’s hard to slam on the brakes and take some time off. I’m trying though.

This weekend it’s all about spring cleaning. Do I know how to party or what?