Yesterday I typed those magical words to my Shelton Laurel novel -- years in the making. I have to proofread the last three chapters I just finished and by this afternoon should be sending the manuscript off to my long suffering, patient agent as a Word doc attachment.
Justin and Claui came up with Prosecco and flowers to help in the celebration. I'll talk more tomorrow about what comes next. (Hint - It will be slow, glacially slow. And I could use your help.)