Here’s what you do when you finish a novel: you immediately cram all your available time with a strenuous burst of social activity, including getting other people to cook for you as much as possible.
To wit: Tonight, Clark Kent is coming over to cook native delicacies from his home planet (and, yes, bringing all the ingredients). Tomorrow, the President of Glyptotronics and I are going hiking, and he is organizing the lunches; when we get back to the city, Sweet Alabama Diva will join us and we’ll go to Writers with Drinks. (Oh dear, I’d better get her to make dinner, eh?) Sunday, La Diva again, this time showing off her favorite restaurant.
At least I can provide wine:
Yes, Boss Man knows how to gracefully lose a wager.
But, there is no rest for the wicked, for sometime on Sunday I plan to start work on the Seekrit Project, nearly two weeks late. That only means I need to write faster, I guess. 🙂 Anyway, if you don’t hear from me for a few days, you’ll know why.