My faithful critique partner (we trade manuscripts) volunteered to look at it again before I send it off. She saw it in its lean phase. I've added another 6,000 words to fill in the blank spaces--the descriptions and emotions that I can never think of the first time around. Ironic. She just gave me her manuscript to critique, and she needs ideas to make hers live longer and larger, too. We're a mutual admiration society. I love her writing, and she likes mine, so it's easy to give each other ideas to make the stories even better. Don't get the idea that we're easy on each other. We're not.
I've spent so much time working on romances lately that I've only written short urban fantasy stories. I'm beginning to miss Enoch in Fallen Angels and Reece in Wolf's Bane. But I have one more romance to write in the series before I can devote much time to anything else. When I think short, I always think of Babet and Prosper. I have a novella roughed out that needs a little polishing before I can post it. And I have an idea for a Babet & Prosper experiment on my webpage, using different POVs. That might give it such a different feel, it won't seem like a typical Babet & Prosper, so I'm not sure about it. But it might be fun. And then it's back to romance.
Eventually, I'd like to find balance. Maybe write a romance, then an Enoch novel. Write another romance, then a Reece and Damian novel. I love my Empty Altars series, but I just don't see how I can juggle that many things. Bummer, because gods and goddesses always make me happy.