It feels like I’ve been working on Blood Awakening forever. Originally this was going to be the first book in the Awakening series. Years ago, I wrote a good three quarters of the novel, only to realize the story needed an entire overhaul. The original conflict of vampire vs vampire with humans thrown in the middle felt stale. Many top authors in urban fantasy and paranormal romance already had successful series with this premise. I needed to do something different.
Enter the angels. Exit all vampire nonsense. End up with Angel’s Awakening. Yay! Book one is done. With foolish optimism, I thought I could finish book two in a couple of months and thought book three would be hitting the virtual shelves by December. Oh Fate. Cruel mistress. Fickle beast. She kicked me in the neck like Holly Holm did to Ronda Rousey.
Earlier this year, my first mammogram showed a “suspicious mass”. Commence freaking out. Mom had the same thing happen in her early 40s, the same age I am now. Ten years later she died of cancer at 54. The words “suspicious mass” fill me with terror. Fast forward two month. The tumor was benign. Got it removed and have a clean bill of health until next year when the process starts all over again.
Back to the book. It’s hard to concentrate on a fictional world when your real life has gone off the rails. By the time I got my shit together it was September. So much for previous plans.
Thing is, I’m so much happier with the way Blood Awakening is shaping up. It’s been a blast deepening the worldbuilding. Lucifer is a character I love to write. Kissera’s story arc has unfolded in surprising, yet delightful ways. It’s been a long journey, but totally worth it to get this result.
I started this post thinking I’d share tips and tricks to writing a sequel, but things turned a little personal and that’s ok. It’s not about how you should novel. This is about how I novel.