At a loss for words

I finally finished Bad Behavior this weekend, a book I've been working on for over a year now. (In my lame defense, it is a book of short stories.) The weird thing is, aside from the sense of accomplishment, I also feel kind of lost. Now what do I do? What do I read? Where do I go from here? How to Be Good? Fortress of Solitude? Middlesex? Cell? Where, people? Where do I turn?