I've been at it since Tandem (a G3 whistleblower novel) was released in late September, writing and updating book two of the free planet trilogy LIBERATOR. I was 66,000 words in. I had the two final chapters to tidy up. I also had 'four assigned military/civilian chapter slots' to fill before I got there. And one more part-written chapter before that lot. Then suddenly, I realised, "It's done."I deleted those four empty chapter slots, lifted my hands from the keyboard, then shared the news with a good friend of mine, "It's done," I grinned. And she said what a good doggy I was. Patted me on the head while my inner tail wagged and my tongue lolled out. I'm such a good doggy woggy. I am, heh heh heh. 
out soon then...
LIBERATOR will probably be about 70,000 words when I'm finished with finishing it off good and proper. 68, 70, it don't matter which word total it ends up as. It's done. Plus this leaves all the afore-planned intrigue and 'denoument' for the third and final part in the Free Planet trilogy, REAPER, to come. What I mean by this is 'I didn't spoil the original book three premise' by trying to cram it all into book two like I nearly did at one point in the last few days. I'm not even gonna bother with a teaser chapter from book three, as I did at the end of book one. I know where this story's going. And maybe you do too. I certainly don't need to convince you to come along with me for the ride of your life. That's it, for now... 
due in 2015...
ONE HOUR LATER UPDATE: upon further consideration, moderate editing, furtive typing towards a resolution of 'the unfinished last chapter but three' and whatnot, "Yes, that's it," it's done. I'm now very close to TOTALLY PSYCHED. But that could also be down to the massive amounts of filter coffee I've quaffed all day on my mega-marathon writing binge devouring five or six different music CDs for this narrative-via-character finale, including classic Slipknot, Asalah, Camelspotting, Gorecki and Koto Music of Japan. Twelve straight hours of non-stop typing. From eight o'clock this morning until now, eight o'clock at night. And still a few more paragraphs in me before the night's over. Surely...
