Have you ever been so full at the end of dinner that you thought you were going to explode, but then they gave you the dessert menu and you realized they had tiramisu? And I mean the good tiramisu, with properly soaked ladyfingers that ooze espresso into your mouth? That was me signing my Lychgate contracts, ambitiously fitting my new novel series into a work schedule that was already filled to the brim. I was going to do it. I was determined to do it! Yes, I was already full, but I would eat every last ladyfinger, I would enjoy every bite, and I would not puke in the car…