I usually need lots of space with minimal disruptions to settle in and think about my next project, especially since my brain is all over the place, right now. Wasn't happening, so instead of even trying to kick back, with all that work, I focused on shifting all three volumes of APoS into paperback format, and set up the templates for the covers. But I still have no idea what the cover art will be.
And...I had one of my brilliant ideas: to emphasize the story Brendan dreams about him and Joanna living in a world without hate is the story he'll be telling to raise funds for the cause. This is how it could be, kind of thing.
That also worked into the reason he doesn't let her know he's still alive. He finally accepts what Father Jack and Colm have told him...that she was badly injured in the bombing and thinks he's dead, and it's better to leave that be. Knowing he's seen her like she now is would destroy her. So he backs away.
That meant updating the ebook and hardcover editions, as well, but now it's all done. I still found a few typos in each book, but I didn't bother correcting those.
One interesting thing that happened, just today, is I found out I'm a descendant from the Mayflower. By proxy. Robert Cushman, who helped arrange the voyage and was supposed to go along on a sister ship, is my great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather, on my father's mother's side. I doubt that counts in Boston, but it is a shock. And I now know that side of my family back to 1538, with Robert's father.
And that we're English, not Dutch, as I'd thought.
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