Well, my new career starts very soon and will prevent me from writing (or even spending time on the internet) for a bit, so it's time for me to budge over and let someone on the NR waiting list through.
I was so sure that I would finish my third novel this year, but life has got in the way and it's now been mothballed indefinitely. In other news, I have been seriously contemplating self-publishing for the UK market on my second book. But I've also been reminded (by this excellent post - read the comments, cos they're interesting (and I've explained myself in more detail there)) that self-pubbing can be the kiss of death for a writer's career, even though I have no ambition or desire to use it as a route back to normal publishing for that book... But also, I got a royalty statement from the foreign publisher of my second book, which amazed me with the news that over 3,000 copies were sold in the first three weeks. And I got to thinking, maybe somebody should be pointing this out to UK publishers... so, on the spur of the moment on Friday night, I submitted to eleven agents. So now I'm back into obsessive inbox-watching territory. Bother.
And on that note... I shall leave you. I daresay I might pop in every now and again but I'm relinquishing my official membership.
Good luck everyone! Goodbye.