With the latest steamy autobiographical piece complete, I’ve herded the muses back into their closet. Granted, they didn’t have to generate much creativity. Instead, those delightful imps simply provided better words than those scratched into old diaries. Because, duh, it’s me, I’ll still run it through the full editing process. Who knows? One day after I’m gone, it may be uncovered by archaeologists. Hope they’re not prudes. Giggle.
Once more, I’ve wheeled to focus on editing. Timewise, technical editing chapter-by-chapter is easier to manage. If all goes well, this novel will go on sale in November. Its free chapters have SOL slots starting in May 2026. Yep, that’s how far ahead this little wird-skribblin’ venture has lurched.
Bonus, I squeezed in some time to play with a Cyberpunk-like sandcastle program. More details over on Discord, along with a treat. A screenshot of the cityscape I created. It features billboards not only of my current releases, but those currently in The Yards.
Hugs and, of course, my profound gratitude for the kind words, critical feedback, and support.
Ivey