So it’s been a rough spring for just about everyone I know. Illnesses and deaths and housing issues, and in one case scholarship/paying for school scare. I’m not going to whine about what’s going on in my family, but suffice it to say it’s sticking to the season’s theme.
On top of the unplanned difficulties, our family is working toward finally moving to Tokyo to rejoin my husband, which as you can imagine is fraught with bureaucracy from not merely one but two countries. Woohoo!
Anyway, my point in all this is to explain why I’m not telling you about the next book to look forward to. Yet. I know I’ve said that Brian finally cooperated and I got to finish his next book, but… well, it’s now wallowing pretty heavily in the editing process. And I can’t find a decent title to save my life. It’s been painful, and I’ve subjected my family and friends to moaning complaints about it repeatedly for months now. They love it when I start complaining about demons and hard-boiled detectives and what have you. I may be driving them to drink…
But there is hope! The next Los Gatos novel is working out much better. Sebastian is a bit thorny, and while I’m still writing the ending of it and it has to go through edits, but it feels much closer to ready. So I’ve made an executive decision to swap the releases, and you’re going to get a new Los Gatos book at the end of May or beginning of June, depending on how fast editing goes. And I’ve got a few ideas bubbling away for later on down the line going on over there in the Bay Area.
Brian… well, Brian will reappear when he’s ready. He’s clearly got a few things to work through still, and I think it will be worth it, but patience seems to be key with that guy.
So there you are. The state of your author.