Those Special Words

I just finished my most recent book the other day. I made it to those most special two words.

Right now, I'm calling it "Lazerfist Saves Christmas," although it may change to more of a subtitled thing, like The Adventures of Simon Lazerfist: Saving Christmas" or something like that. It's my second Lazerfist book (although the first one still needs a serious rewrite to be any good), so I suspect that it may be a series of tales before all is said and done.

It's always exciting to make it to the end of a novel. This one is really short. Only 58,893 words. So, it's very much like one of those old Louis L'Amour books that were itty-bitty things. I've heard from many self-published authors that short books is the way to go. That way you can keep publishing frequently, and never leave your audience alone long enough to forget about you. I don't know about that. I didn't try to make it short. That's just how it came out.

It's exciting, though. I finished another one. Now I'm going to go celebrate a little, and then get started figuring out just what the hell I'm going to write tomorrow.