“Hey,
Rob, I really liked your book. When is the
sequel going to release?”
Send me an angel, Send me an angel, right now! |
Sequel? What sequel?
Everything
was resolved in the book, right? The
hero saved the day, got the girl and the villain was banished back to the
nether-regions of Hell. What else is
there to say?
Oh,
right. Immortal, gun-toting, half-angel hitman/woman
for the Throne. They don’t just go away,
do they? And no one gets out of this
life alive.
Except
me. So far, so good!
This
angelpunk genre isn’t going to grow itself, so a sequel of what happens next to
Del, Marrin and the rest is certainly in order.
Except I’m incredibly short-sighted.
First, I didn’t think anyone would publish the book (thank you WildChild Publishing). After publishing, I didn’t
think anyone would read the book—except those obligated as family or
friends. It stands to reason that six
months after releasing Tears of Heaven,
and marketing the literal and metaphoric hell out of it, I also wouldn’t have
thought anyone would want a sequel.
Or
did I?
If you've already bought my book They make excellent Fourth of July gifts |
Muahahahahaha!
No,
no. You were right the first time. I had no thoughts toward a second book. I was all about other projects, including samurai, short stories, an extravagant fantasy epic . . .
until about two weeks ago. As I detailed
out earlier this week, I managed to figure out a rough plot for the next Del
book (gotta come up with a series name)—Hell
Becomes Her. I don’t want to give
away anything at this point, but your favorite, angry, angsty, sarcastic,
three-gun wielding half-angel will be back with a fury.
A
great deal of fury.
Yes, there will be swords |
I
can promise at least as much fury as you can think of. Even if you can think of quite a bit of fury,
I assure you, Del will be bringing more. (No refunds, credits or exchanges. The management is not responsible for lost of stolen fury.)
But,
and here’s the thing, with only really a few days into the writing process (due
to my body’s need to recover from that nasty virus I had), I’m only a few
thousand words into what will be at least a 70,000 word novel. Then there’s the submissions, the revisions,
the sobbing myself to sleep at night due to the stress.
All
that takes time. So time is all we need.
I'm at nearly 70k words on my sequel and still have a fair bit to go. It's amazing how quickly the words appear on paper sometimes.
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