After The Book Is Done…
After the book is done, the author:
Spring cleans the house, disturbing the resident spider population and repaying the arrears of long months when mundanities such as housecleaning have been far more miss than hit…
Reclaims the wilderness aka known as the garden—because although gardens may be patient they are also occupied by species such as impatiens(the name speaks for itself) and a whole legion of stealth weeds…
Cautiously circumnavigates the TBR table, wondering of she dare begin reading, since extracting even one book may cause the whole leaning pile to topple…
Hunts out her address book and begins the long process of contacting friends who may well have forgotten who she is altogether…
Dawdles in front of travel shop windows and daydreams of sunlit beaches, crystal-clear seas, and minions bearing mimosas*
Tries not to even THINK about the next book!
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* obligatory Buffy allusion