Eighteen months ago, my debut novel was accepted by Carina Press. Obviously, I was thrilled. Beyond thrilled. But I couldn’t rest on my laurels, much as I wanted to. (Laurels are really quite comfortable.) I had to knuckle down and keeping writing. That’s kind of essential when you hope to write a series of ten books.
Submitting book two was even more nerve-wracking than book one. Would I be able to reproduce the things my editor loved about book one? I thought I had, but it’s impossible to judge your own work. You’re too close to it, too in love with the characters. It takes fresh eyes to make an accurate assessment. I submitted the manuscript with crossed fingers, toes and eyes (lots of computer work will do that to you).
After an anxious wait, I got the acceptance I’d been longing for. Then came the really exciting stuff of working to improve the manuscript with my lovely editor, Liz, and seeing my new cover (Frauke of CrocoDesigns does amazing work, doesn’t she?)
But wait there’s more. I mentioned a ten-book series, didn’t I? So now I’m working on book three, which will hopefully be ready to submit by the end of this month. Book four is already bubbling away somewhere in the furthest reaches of my brain. Books five to ten are also in there somewhere, but I’ll need a plentiful supply of food and good hiking boots to access them.
Okay, back to book two, which, let’s face it is, what I’m supposed to be promoting. Here is the cover and blurb.
My mother thinks my job is crazy. I’m a paranormal investigator; she’s Nancy Reagan crossed with Martha Stewart. She’s always preferred my sister, Lily, who is following in her perfect footsteps.
But this time Mom needs my special skills. She believes my stepfather is possessed. I admit he’s not his usual dapper, charming self, but sleepwalking doesn’t sound that weird. Until the sleepwalking spreads through the family and cousin Donna walks right out of her apartment window to her death. Then my sister goes missing and I have to find her and solve the mystery before Lily and her unborn child are harmed.
Normally I would have assistance, but my right hand, a hunky angel I’ve nicknamed Casper, has business of his own to take care of – business that might take him out of my life forever. The stakes are too high for me to lose, but I’m not sure I can do it alone…
So, what do you think is a good number of books for a series? Is ten too many or too little? Leave a comment and you could win a copy of either Allegra Fairweather: Paranormal Investigator or South of Salem (your choice. PDF or epub format). Two winners will be chosen.
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