The best laid plans, and all that. I have experienced this in a real way for the last six months.
In June, (in three weeks), I wrote a romance novella, a prequel for a new series. It is a romance, I promise. But it is set in a historical fantasy world. (Think Greece in 200-300 BCE, but a fantasy version of that time and place).
I couldn’t believe how much fun it was to write, and how quickly it came together. I am excited to write the rest of this series. And to share it with you.
But first, I needed to publish the second book in my Rebel Hearts Series (IT”S AVAILABLE NOW!–Can you tell I’m ecstatic). Check out Dear Lord Wycliffe.
So, I’m able to check one item off my list.
But there’s more on that list. I needed to finish book three in the Rebel Hearts Series. (It is 1/2 way written). I was a woman with a plan and all things were going my way.
But first, I always take a few weeks off in July to spend with family. Independence day is huge in our family.
Then instead of life according to my plan, a crazy version of life just came rushing at me. Covid, house sale, house purchase, moving, renovations, and the holiday season. My writing has been, shall we say, less productive, less regular, shorter in duration for six months.
But I am an author. And January is a new year. I am back at work and excited for everything that is to come.
And, I just happen to have another regency romance due for release in the next month. It’s much later than I anticipated, but it’s almost ready to go.
(And remember, I still have Book 3 of Rebel Hearts I’m working on and that delightful new project and the series it begins).
I have a plan. Cross your fingers.