I love autumn, more than most seasons. It may be that I grew
up in Texas and autumn is such a welcome relief from the brutal heat of summer.
This autumn is particularly challenging because the weather has been so
bi-polar the last couple of years and in my area, we desperately need a cold
wet, winter to kill off the bugs and pollens. I can’t go through another winter
of allergy attack on top of allergy attack. I just got back from Vegas, and I
have lots of news to share—I just can’t share it yet.
So, speaking of autumn, this one has been wildly busy for
me. It’s also seen some great stories come into their own with fantastic
payoffs like Raising
Kane. I was really worried about this book when I began writing the novel
because it was Kid’s book. While my readers have all shown such deep affection
toward Kid since the beginning of the Fevered Hearts series, I’d felt much the
same way.
I also knew just how challenging his book would be to write,
and how dark his journey would turn. That said, there were moments that
literally had me grinning from ear-to-ear in the book as well. I always know a great deal about my
characters when I begin writing them, but other parts of their personalities
reveal themselves as I go along.
Kid’s journey became more remarkable due to the potholes
along his path and his very, very violent struggle against taming his gift. I
knew from book one that he would have to break before he consented to taking
the road he needed to be on. That said, it was never easy for me to see him
torture himself or be so very tortured by his abilities.
But with the release of Raising Kane, something truly
amazing happened. Every reader who reached out to me to seemed to have been
electrified by Kid’s story in a different way. They were touched by his
dedication to family, his gift for self-sacrifice or conversely angry with the
family (Jason in particular) for slights against him.
While the journey I take when I write a book is very
specific, the reader’s journey seems to be as unique to the story as it is to
the reader. So as the weather turns and cools, I’m delighted at the turns in
the road the stories I write are taking—and more than that, I am grateful for
the readers who are along for the ride.
Happy autumn, everyone. What are you reading?
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