I’ve sat down to write this blog post a few times, and never quite known what to say, or how to say it. It’s been a crazy rough few months in my world. Depending on how you count, we’ve now had 3 or 4 different family emergencies since the beginning of December. I had a nasty flu that knocked me out for more than a week flat on my back.
And Penguin told me that they won’t be buying any more Mindspace books.
I knew that was a possibility. My editor had been good to me in letting me know the lay of the land as early as possible. But I had done everything in my power to write better books, to promote more, and to connect with readers. I had hoped with everything in me that I’d be able to make them change their minds. So it was still a bit of a shock, and a disappointment.
Like I said, it’s been a very, very rough holiday for me, and the writing hasn’t really happened. I’m coming back to work now, but for my sanity I may need to work on another (non-Mindspace) mystery to get my feet back under myself. This will delay things for the next book in the series, guys, and I’m sorry. It will happen, I promise, but it may not be immediate.
I am super committed to my readers and I love you guys. As I said more than once already during the tour for Vacant and other books, I have blocked out at least nine books in the series, and I plan to make good on the whole series. So many of you have reached out over the last two years to say you love the world and the characters, and that’s been incredible. You deserve more books, and you’ll have them. I just need to figure out details of when and how and what. And like I said, I need a little time to figure out me after Life Happened this Christmas.
I am feeling sad but resolute, tired and angry and discombobulated. But mostly I feel grateful, to have such amazing readers. I appreciate you guys, and the books will keep coming.