Well, it’s happened.  I’m not-really-kinda-sorta done with my book.  If you go to my table of contents you’ll find Prologue and Epilogue with all the chapters in between (there’s 67 of them, by the way).  I’m going to read through the whole thing once more and tweek what needs to be tweeked and then hand it to my editors (my mom and dad).  Wow, this is scary.  There’s no more story to tell.  It’s done.