I’m almost done with Bloody Banquet. Fingers crossed, I’ll have it sent off to my second round of beta readers by the end of the week, and in the hands of my editor near the beginning of September.
Book 3 has me a little worried, though. It’s not that there’s a problem with it, it’s that I don’t know exactly what I’m doing with it. I’ll be honest with you, this is going to be the first time in my life that I’ve written book three of anything. I got to book three once before, but I didn’t really have any reason to finish it so… I let it stagnate. But now I have a contract. I am required to make this work.
Okay, I am being a bit optimistic there. Given how shitty my sales have been there is the distinct possibility that I’m going to get a polite brush off soon and find myself having to self publish any further books I want to write about a ghoul named Walter.
But let’s assume that, for whatever reason, my publisher decides to let/make me keep going. Everything I had from here on out was just a vague idea. I know some of the things I want to have happen, but now I’ve got to put them in order, make them stand up straight and behave themselves. I’ve got to actually make the book. And I’m kind of terrified.