As you all know, I have been working on the 9th book in the Rise of the Iliri series. I had planned to get it out in April. Well, if you look at the calendar, you will see that’s not going to happen. It definitely wasn’t intentional!
Two weeks ago, my father went in for a routine health test, and was immediately hospitalized. It seemed he needed a quadruple bypass. Multiple complete blockages, serious concerns about the risk of a “widowmaker” heart attack, and a very terrifying thing for my family.
I’m happy to report that my father came through surgery just fine. He’s now in the recovery phase. (And he’s very not happy about all the things he can’t do.) The downside is that my mother is unable to care for him on her own. As the closest (physically) relative, and the one with the most flexible schedule, I’m at her beck and call. Doesn’t matter if that’s heading over to help lift him from bed, running around to fill prescriptions, or anything else.
After all, this is my dad. While I know that all of you are waiting with bated breath for a book, my family is more important. I’m not even sorry about it. The doctors expect his recovery to take 6 to 8 weeks, possibly more. This means that my full days of writing have become minutes instead. I’m still going, but I’ve done a LOT of cutting out some pretty pathetic prose that was written when my mind was elsewhere.
And none of us want a bad book. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: The book will be released when it’s done. This is true for all of my books, and I’d much rather make you wait than give you a bad book. So, while I could probably whip out some crap and publish it for money, I will NOT do that to either my readers or my characters. It’s just not worth it to me.
But it’s still coming. There are still some pretty intense revelations in this book. I hope y’all are prepared because the angst of worrying about my own family might even translate into the story a little.
So, while I still don’t have an ETA on the release, I will say that we’re planning a preorder, so you’ll have at least a month’s notice. I’m late. I’m sorry I’m late. I’m most definitely not sorry that I’m putting my family first. I think that all of you understand.
I’m just happy my dad is going to get better. Eventually. I might kill him before he gets there, but we’re all going to make it through this!