I've sent Chapter 90/30 off for final editing. Then I'll stick my fingers in it one last time, and that'll do it for Book Three. Just to avoid screwing things up, it will (knock on wood) go up for sale on Bookapy on July 1st. I know that's not a Saturday, but the method to my madness is, that starts the new quarter, even if it's on Thursday.
Which is good timing. We should close on the house on the 25th, so that'll begin the gutting and project time. I had several slow weeks in a row, and those have disappeared now. I've a closing this Friday, and four more home buyers lined up, including one who is an investor. As in, looking to buy an apartment complex (or two) type of investor. These take some time to get lined up, but when you're talking a commission check of $26,000 - certainly I'll get out there in the heat and humidity to make that deal go through.
I've been doing my final reads and edits of the rest of the unpublished chapters this week. Chapter 82(22) made me tear up. I was reading it, going to myself, damn, this is some emotional stuff, who's the jackass that wrote this? Oh, yeah, right ... (The Vietnam Memorial scene STILL gets me, and I wrote that more than a year ago!)
I have started - but not gotten very far - on Chapter 091(01) of Book Four. If you wonder why I'm writing the chapter numbers this way, it's because when I started this story, I had no idea it was going to go this far, or grow this large. What really ... I don't know if annoys, or scares, is the right choice ... let's go with bothers me, is how much stuff I'll casually write, and then three weeks later, sometimes even before it's published, see something about EXACTLY what I just wrote show up on the news as something that was discovered or has happened.