I'm almost finished the sequel to the book. About four pages from the end. And then I'm going to start the last book in the trilogy. Yep, it's a trilogy. An SF trilogy, that's what's here.
I know why the Greeks called it inspired-- these books have moved into me. They're living inside me, and all my living is connected to writing them. It really is like being possessed by some sort of Other being. I see why the Greeks thought it was a God. I feel like something's inside me. And man, it won't leave me alone, either. GET UP, it nags at four in the morning. GET UP AND WRITE ME.
And I do. You don't argue with a god-thing when it's moved in.
Also, may I add? I love it. There is nothing like being possessed by the writing demon. I hope he stays forever. (Well, I know he won't. But I'm doing everything I can, including getting up at four a.m. and drinking coffee and Snakebites and whatever else he wants, not to scare him away.)