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Life has been a bit chaotic, between elder care, prepping my oldest for college, starting a new job this week, and then all the normal bedlam of housework and helping with homework, family virus-share programs, etc. Oh, and writing, which is simultaneously the easiest and hardest thing to hold onto. Hard, because it can't be rationally justified in terms of trying to live a less-hectic life with well-balanced priorities. Easy, because my passion for it pushes me toward finding or making time for it. Sleep? Who needs it. Elliah isn't going to save or destroy the world without me. Up until the start of the new job, I made good progress on Book 3, Secrets of Deara. Since then, the pace has slowed. I've still made progress. I'm in a round of editing for character arcs, essentially tweaking things, some big and some small, so that the arcs are more clear and the characters are consistent to those arcs. I also launched the cover creation effort. And I sent out an early draft to my mother--cheers for my earliest and most supportive reader. :) All books by Steven J. Morris Indie Author ShowcasePrevious Newsletters
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