I have, within the hour, finished the third book of my Seneca series.
Now each book needs a final run through, each story usually requiring a week to ten days. During the course of that review I insert typos, scramble a few sentences, and add a few other errors simply for the reader to find and report to me, allowing him to feel smug and superior, while I pretend to have missed them, despite having gone over everything at least a dozen times. But it's all in good fun.
Hopefully the first book, War Party, might be posted by the New Year -- but no promises.