Oh, the horror!
It's really hard to believe that my debut novel, Far From Grace, is now only eleven months away from publication!
People have asked me if I'm excited and expect me to gush about how thrilling it is and blah, blah, blah. They're often surprised when I calmly say it still doesn't feel real to me. I'll believe it's real when I'm holding a copy in my hands.
That said, I can not wait to post a selfie holding a copy of my first novel! Stay tuned...
I'm nearing the end of my third novel, Staycation, a lean but mean horror tale about a family vacation that goes horrifically wrong. I'm very, very pleased with it so far, and my beta readers have been completely gutted by it. If they only knew what was coming...
After Staycation, I'll be juggling two very different pieces for awhile. Morbid, a rock and roll horror novel, and Please Don't Pee in the Dating Pool, a sorta love story about two lonely introverts.
I hope to turn in a final draft on my second novel, Totem, the follow-up to Grace, sometime in the early spring. I needed to step away from that world for a little while after I completed the first draft. There's still some work to do on it, but I am very happy with how it turned out—even if it was more personal and more difficult to write than Grace.
Summer should see me focusing solely on Fireflies, a novel about fathers and their sons; a story I started earlier this year but also needed to put some distance between.
There are one or two other ideas, one quite horrific, floating around in the ether of my brain. We'll see how they ultimately take form.
2020, and beyond, is going to be one hell of a year!
See you on the other side!