Finishing a book, any book, is immensely satisfying. It also leaves in its wake a big sucking void that nothing else will fill. I finished Soul-Strung a while ago now, but since writing those last words, I've not really felt the desire to write. Sure, I could be writing, but do I want to? Let's just say I've been dragging my feet in the limbo between books for far too long.
I started Soul-Strung's sequel out of obligation, for you, the readers, but I wasn't really feeling it until I finished a Ruby scene the other week. And just like that, the spark was back. The pull was back. I woke up the next day excited to write my next Drayvex scene. This, to me, is exactly how writing should feel. Of course, I write for you. But first and foremost, I have to be writing for me. Because I am my first reader -- and if I'm not feeling it, then my friends, neither will you.
It's going to be a quiet year for me on the publishing front. I'm not going to lie, I've got no idea how long it's going to take me to write Soul-Strung's sequel, and I have intention of rushing it. You won't thank me for it, trust me. But I have no intention of leaving you with nothing to read either. I don't want to say too much at this point, but I've been working on something on the side. It's a fun novella project that is vastly different to the Stones of Power series. but still carries all the dark, fantastical elements you've come to expect from a Hobbs book. Just thinking about it now, I've got a smirk on my face.
All I'll say for now is watch this space! If you want to be the first to know when I post updates like this, you can sign up to my email list here. That way, you'll never miss a thing. Until next time!