Waiting for the Tide...

Readers are expressing impatience.

We don't blame them.

We waited 30 years for Jerry Pournelle to finish Janissaries. Then he died.

Our cholesterol and triglycerides are great, and we do an hour + of cardio 4 times a week, including 35 minutes on the treadmill at 4 MPH (about 6 kilometers for you fancy boy Euros) so there's no chance of us just popping off.

[Now why mock god like that? You're not going to services that much.-Ed]

True. True.

So let us tell you people what happens.

We are finally satisfied. We send the MS off to Debbie for a line edit. We get it back. Format, produce a hard copy, send it back to Debbie and then to our proofer. Then we read the final proof and voila.

When will that happen? 

The New Year.

However, Nederlandse is coming on the heals of the Three Seas. And we still haven't quite figured out what we're writing next year.

You know I did give you people four books in a 12 month period last year. If you're desperate, read Blooms. Nobody's buying that. Rest assured there's plenty of action and tits. There's a scene where Patricia wiggles herself into a teddy...

[Men...Ed]

So come on guys.