I feel like a whale who has just come up for air or the hermit who has reentered civilization after months of seclusion. The reason? I just turned in the manuscript for Queen of Static, the follow-up to last year’s King of Shards. Queen of Static picks up where Shards left off, and follows Daniel as he seeks a route back to Sheol. More characters are introduced (many in fact) but some familiar ones, like Mashit, Ashmedai, Kokabiel and others return.
And I know I am biased, but I feel Queen of Static is a damn fine book. It goes much further than Shards, and as I was writing I kept discovering synchronicities in the text. Connections I didn’t consciously intend to make kept happening. It seemed, at points, as if the book was writing itself. I also noticed a new fluency in my writing. I’m not sure exactly where it has come from, but I suspect when you spend many hours every day, month after month, year after year, eventually you level up. Something clicked into place, I think. The result is, as you will see, an extraordinary book.
But, as I said, I’m biased of course.
Anyway, it’s good to breathe. Hello. How are you? My, the sun is bright.