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#358: She wanted to curse his name but couldn't remember what it was.

And now I'm done with the final edits.
Thoughtless is complete. I'd hoped to be ready to query by the end of the year, and I made it, with over a week to spare!

After Christmas, I'll be compiling a list of agents to query, and then begin querying them. Gonna start with the agent I met at the San Francisco Writers Conference who told me to query her when I finished it.

Also, while I'm sending it out there, I'll be putting together a marketing plan for Yellow Tape and Coffee (with some help! Thank you so much, Kate!)

#356: "What, you think you're the only Enforcer to ever take a bribe?"

#354: She would rip apart their new order until the asteroid belt was nothing but a lifeless bunch of broken rocks floating in the silence of space.

#352: Without a suit, and without her bike, there was no way off of Ceres for her.

#350: "I don't know what you're trying to do, but it's not going to work."

#348: "You know we can't send her back, not without ensuring she makes it to Venus somehow."

#346: "I wonder if they even know they own a worthless asteroid cluster?"

#344: She was on a train speeding over the dull red sands of Argentea Planum, on her way to a concert she’d been forbidden from going to.

#342: “You’re going to suggest something even worse.”

#342: “He dropped it on the floor?”