On to the next!

Lords of Space is back from my editor with the final corrections. Meanwhile, War of Wizards, the last book of the Dark Citadel series, is about to head out the door. I'm sure keeping my editor busy.

Meanwhile, I just heard from my dev editor at Lake Union that my Civil War novel is in edits and that will be coming back to me soon, too. I'm really excited about both of my Lake Union books, but of course with a more traditional publisher, the process moves a little slower. For example, my May, 2015 release, Crow Hollow, was finished about a year ago, and the Civil War book was finished in the summer. But I do love writing historicals. There's nothing like the feeling of immersing yourself for months at a time in a single historical period of time. I come out of my writing every day feeling almost like a time traveler.

Take a look at the original cover art for Lords of Space. Lorenz is doing a fantastic job. He's currently at work on the cover for book #3, and I can't wait to see it. I don't want to give spoilers, but I'm sure people who have read the first book have a good idea of what scene this will be representing.

Blood of the Faithful

Today is the official release date of the last book of the Righteous series, Blood of the Faithful. I have so many people who have been following me since the beginning on this long, strange journey. I have a lot I want to say about the book and the series in general, but nothing without massive spoilers! So that blog post will have to wait a few weeks until people are caught up. For now, I have mixed feelings. Blister Creek and its people have been such a part of my life over the last several years that I feel at least as sad to be finishing as I am happy.

Meanwhile, there's no getting off the treadmill. Not until someone offers me that million dollar contract, anyway. It's probably better this way. I never get to the end of the year and wish I written less. And I certainly didn't write less in 2014. I was working furiously on these two historicals for Lake Union when the year began, and even more furiously to get Starship Blackbeard off the launching pad at the end.

I've got to keep writing every single day or my readers will wander away to find someone else, all eleven of them. I'm joking (probably, hopefully). There are enough of you to keep the heat on and food on the table, for which I am very grateful.