Still plugging away on book three of the Seneca Series. And listening to Andy Williams sing Begin the Beguine. Anyway, I'm at 121K words and think there may be another twenty or thirty K to write before I can corral this doggie.
What bothers me is that there will still be story left to write even then. But no, maybe another time. I'm determined to keep this series a trilogy.
Like the Buddha said, you can't hurry a good thing. Bad things either.