Prince of Glass draft is done

I’ll be more forthcoming soon. Right now I’m exhausted and must prepare for a small bit of surgery tomorrow. I just wanted to say that the preliminary draft of the book is completed. Two years ago last week my father died. If anyone had told me, before that event, that it would take nearly two years for me to get back to being myself, following the aftermath, I would have laughed at them. But it did. In fact, it’s taken closer to three years for me to reclaim my life, because before that was the accident that herniated two discs in my neck and sidelined me for nearly a year. And that led to me taking the drug Lyrica, which caused a mess of side effects I never anticipated and that continued to screw with my brain until only a couple of months ago.

Sheesh. Life. Don’t talk to me about life.

Anyhow. Like I said. More later, post surgery. For right now I can tell you that I’m back. For real. And let me tell you, it feels great.