Falling In Love Again

I've finally managed to work myself back to the point I can read everything that I've written for Book IV, and it feels wonderful. I love these characters and this world I'm creating, and now I'm itching to dive back into it. All the other stuff is still going on, but now I know that I need to work on things like the covers to do the characters justice. They deserve to have their stories read, and I am not only responsible for writing them, but making sure that they do. More than my own hard work, I feel like I owe them that.

It's weird, I know, and maybe not the most professional way to think about it, but I'm sentimental that way. Maybe when I'm putting out novel number fifteen or something I might be a bit more detached and objective, but for right now, no one knows who I am, and I have the freedom to find my own way of getting done what needs to be done. And what I want to get done.

So it's full-bore back into the Ashes books. Everything else has returned to the back burner (three! outlines for new stories, though!). Victoria, Katya, Millie and the others have resumed their rightful places at the top of my mind, and in my heart.

...

"As little control as she had when the darkest parts of her asserted themselves, she welcomed the reminder of just how much light there still was. The darkness was still there, of course. It would be waiting for her tomorrow, and every day going forward. It would always be there because it was part of who she was, of who she had become.
But so was the light."

- excerpt from 'The Fires of Winter'