I'm waiting for revision notes from my agent. Once I've got them, I'll be able to sink my teeth into something. I hate this "between projects" sensation. I have to work on something at all times, else I get a little, er, twitchy. Normally, I would start something else, or go back to a just-started project. Right now, though, I don't actually know when I'll get any sort of response, so I'm reluctant to immerse myself in anything else, even a short story (though I've got a near-future SF comedy I might give another shot). THotE is so immense and overwhelming that it will chew me up and spit me out if I don't give it my full attention, and the revisions are going to be massive.
That said, it's been kinda nice to polish up the Infamous Novelette, which took two years to write. I'm normally much faster than that, but the story got very, er, complicated. Also, I got to curl up with Neil Gaiman's Fragile Things for a while last night, and I'm always up to spending some time reading Teh Neil.
I should probably get up and work on things soon. I've got a couple of errands to run today, and it'll be nice not to be in the post office during a busy period. Also, Baby is curled up in the corner with her pretty tabby head on top of her one butterscotch rear paw. AWWWWWW! That's Mommy's beautiful fluffy girl! =) I'll get pictures of the cats one of these days. There may be two, there may be three. It all depends on how the Crowley Kitty adoption works out.
Okay, off to take a shower, in three, two, one....
*curls up with a book, 'cause it's a dark and stormy day*