Damn. The end of the year snuck up on me.

There I was thinking I had plenty of time to write the next Sleeper Agent book before Christmas because I Always Intended To Write The Next Sleeper Agent Book Before Christmas.

And then…

So yeah, nah. I spent today plotting it out and at some point in that tortuous and as yet unfinished process, I realised that I would not get it finished before Santa logged on, and possibly not even started.

I really must pay more attention to the calendar and the inexorable slipping away of time and life itself.

In better news though, I did figure out a faster and more efficient way to do print versions of my indie titles so they will at least be done before the fat man gets here.