Irrevocable, and a New Michaela and Trisha Story

IGNACIO LEONARDIThe end of the year is upon us, though not as disastrous an end as some people were anticipating this December, I’m guessing. When it comes to my writing, I haven’t achieved even half of what I planned to way back at the beginning of this year’s calendar pages, but I’m not complaining.


I finished my novel Irrevocable a couple of weeks ago, much to my satisfaction, and it’s sitting safely on the hard drive ( and in a couple storage clouds way off there in cyber-land), hopefully maturing and mellowing like a good wine. I’ll pick it up soon and work on the editing, making sure it’s in working order and getting it ready to go out in the world like all good little stories have to in the end.


Meanwhile, I’ve been working on another Michaela and Trisha story – my idea of taking a break, actually. Going back to Michael and Trisha is like slipping on my most comfortable clothes and hanging out on the sun lounger with a long drink of something cold. They’re old friends now, and easy to get along with.


They sure aren’t dull though.


I enjoy writing their stories; they come fairly effortlessly, and after writing a tense, dark story like Irrevocable, I’m happy to kick back and have some lazy fun.


Weird thing is, this time around, Michaela and Trisha aren’t up against anything supernatural. Trisha is struggling with her new-found psychic gift, but the danger’s coming at them from a different quarter in this story. One that’s testing the strength of the bond between the two women and pushing their faith in each other to the limit.


I was hoping to have it done by the last day of the month, and maybe I will at that, but I’m learning that when I say ‘the story’s only going to be this long’, I’m usually kidding myself. It’ll be as long as it takes, and it will end when the characters say it’s done. I am, however, hoping to have both this story and Irrevocable out next month. I’ve big plans and a lot of stories to tell next year, so there won’t be any hanging around whistling tunelessly.


Happy holidays, everyone.



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Published on December 27, 2012 17:02
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