Seven Degrees Left of Center

Crossing the November Finish Line

I didn’t think I’d make it.
If I’m honest, I wasn’t sure this story would make it either. November has a talent for sneaking up on me with a stack of projects, a half-finished coffee, and that familiar whisper: “You’re writing again, aren’t you?”

Yes. Yes, I was.

But somehow, between late-night scenes, character rewrites, plot detours, and more than a few conversations with an AI ship who is far too sassy for her own good, I finished the draft of Sable’s Run before the end of November.

And it feels… pretty incredible.

This story surprised me.
It’s a space western romance with analog tech, dust storms, old-world towns, and a ship with an attitude problem. It follows Lyra, a pilot who crash-lands on a low-tech moon, and Kade Rowan, a mechanic who just wants to be left alone but somehow ends up restoring a starship, protecting a town, and catching feelings he definitely didn’t ask for.

And then there’s Sable, the ship herself — equal parts heart, intelligence, sarcasm, and loyalty. She became a character I didn’t expect to love as much as I do.

November didn’t beat me this year.
And Sable didn’t let me quit.

If that’s not a win, I don’t know what is.