Twenty.
That’s such a big number, and yet it doesn’t feel like that many at all.
It’s the number of books I’ll have written, after I’m done with Paragon of Fire, the next installment for Spectrum Legacy. I’m due to start POF next month–just a couple weeks left to prepare, now–and the realization it would be my twentieth book hit me on the same day I got the final cover art for Spectrum Blade.
After how hard it was to complete one book, that very first book, it’s incredible to look back and think I’m becoming an old hand at this. Some are shorter, some are longer, but they’re all books. Spectrum Blade will be one of my longest, if not the longest of what I’ve put out. And while I expect Paragon of Fire and the rest of the books in the series won’t be quite that long, they’ll still be pretty hefty.
They aren’t as intimidating as they used to be. I don’t look at my plans and wonder how I’ll ever make it happen. In fact, five years from now, I hope that number will have doubled.
I don’t know if it will, of course. The past two years have been nothing but curve balls, and I’m still not really sure how to adapt. I’ve officially forgone any kind of schedule for publishing Spectrum Legacy, instead acknowledging that in this season of life, the books will just have to go out whenever they’re ready. Ideally, they’ll end up spaced four months apart, but I can’t guarantee anything, and I don’t know when my writing schedule will go back to what it used to be… if it ever does.
That said, Spectrum Blade will land next month for sure–and I hope POF will be finished and in my editor’s hands by the end of January, though I’m reluctant to commit to anything there. We’ll see what happens–everything is moving forward, though.
Picture is unrelated, but my cannas are blooming late this year and I thought it was pretty.
