The End.
Two very sweet words. My third full-length novel. This time, a mystery. Love, hate, revenge, and fate. The elixir of life, a distillate of the soul.
Now begins the process of editing. The whittling of little lovelies or the killings of my darlings, as someone once said. An unpleasant task that hopefully produces pleasant results.
Perhaps by the summer's end, maybe as the leaves emerge in a burst of color, I will share my latest creation.
Until then, it is the eraser that will prevail over the pencil and in an attempt allow for beauty, my heart over my head.
Your friend,
Rebecca