Well done on the progress, liz! I hope that wave is a warm, refreshing feeling and lifts you up.
Since my last update I finally finished edits on the last book, got a bunch of timeout/no responses and one personalised rejection (on partial, not full), ran out of all fucks, and got a decent way into an outline for the next book (which is actually a rewrite of a previous first draft).
At the point of said depletion of fucks-to-give, I realised that even if my last book never gets published, it's not going to change the way I write, nor the stories I want to tell. Those stories, told in that way, are what I want to write, and even if no-one else likes them, I'm still going to write them. I'm stubborn like that. Embracing that stubbornness has helped me get my arse in gear and actually crack on with stuff. This attitude will likely crumble in the face of the next rejections, when suddenly I realise that I do want the approval of my peers and I am desperately hollow and bereft without it, but until then I'm going to try and make hay. Also beer. I am going to brew some more beer next week. That definitely is something I do for just myself, because in this pandemic I'm literally not allowed to share it with anyone. So I brew the things I like and enjoy both the process and the consumption.
Hope you're all hanging in there, and may you also be blessed with stubborn determination.