It’s Friday morning. TLIF*! WOOT! And as far as I can tell, my lord and master is laughing at all of us from his throne in Valhalla. Yes, he sits on the throne because Thor killed Odin and didn’t really have any interest in taking his place. A guy like Thor is a little too hands-on for the paperwork that goes with ruling an entire pantheon. Loki, though…

He’s laughing at everyone. He thinks the whole new horoscope and the uproar around it is one of the funniest things he’s seen this year. You’d have to ask him why. This isn’t his soapbox today. He might be by next week to explain it, but…only if I still think its relevent.

Which has nothing to do with me, so I’m brushing him aside and moving on. Don’t worry, he’ll make me pay for it later. I’m moving into the final chapters of my book. I made the decision last night to try and finish it in time for ABNA. Which is scary and exciting at the same time.

It might be foolish for me to do if this was a first draft. Total waste of time, in fact. But since this is like draft five (no, really, I can see at the top of the document. It says ‘UrielsFallDraft5), I’m feeling like I’m getting there. Don’t know if I’m there yet, but I have to take the leap sometime.

So I have ten days. I figure if I finish this weekend, I can give it to my one in-life reader to look at this week. I can write the pitch in the mean-time and start doing edits on stuff like grammar, adding description (but only because Kate told me I should), and making sure it reads right overall.

And honestly as much fun as its been editing this book (I have never enjoyed editing before, and I did this time), I’m ready to be done. Because…I have screaming re-write ideas for other pieces and I swore I wouldn’t focus on them until I finished Uriel’s Fall.

First one has to come very next because the deadline for the anthology I want to send it to is February 1. Okay, how am I going to finish my novella before then? I’m insane. But I’m hoping I can.

And then I desparately want to get back to the adult contemporary I wrote a year ago. I have all these scenes in my head of how it goes and…

****spoiler*****The girl saves the guy in this one. And she does it in a way I don’t think I’ve ever seen in a story. We’re not talking movie Arwen snatching Frodo from the wraiths and the grips of eternal damnation. No. This is something much more subtle and sublime.*******End spoiler********

Okay. I’m done with the randomness for now. I have to go write the ending to this book. And maybe change my main character’s name, therefore changing the entire title of the book. What do y’all think of ‘Ramael’s Fall’? or ‘Cassael’s Fall’? No? Okay, I’ll play with it some more.

*thank Loki it’s Friday