I was working on my new story about a scientist with Asperger’s Syndrome trying to create a cure for his affliction. My son has Asperger’s Syndrome, so I thought that this would be an interesting story. I had a bit of experience in witnessing the symptoms, so this fiction has a bit of fact in it.
I just typed the final sentence this morning, and my initial saying for completing a story comes from the movie Don’t Tell Mom The Baby Sitter’s Dead(tm). The dishes are done!
This is just the raw, completed version. I still have to proof read, and get it edited, so it won’t be out for a bit. It’s in what I call post production.
I think that I’ll sneak peak the first chapter to give you a taste after the copyright is done.
I guess it’s on to my next book about a serial killer. When you work for yourself, you get no breaks.