I finished the first draft of my second book today at 3:17 p.m. Pacific Time. 

Yes. I am finished. 

Momentarily, of course. Now I will print, read, edit, ask for input, and edit some more. Then, I will edit some more. 

I spent a day at Newport beach this weekend and it was a nice break from being cooped up in a room all day, writing until the sun is long gone. I do not believe it is a coincidence that so many great writers hail from the land of grey; British writers have fewer distractions, such as the beautiful southern California sun. I do think if I lived somewhere dreary I would be much more productive.