"Get onto the train..."

“…I’m going to drive you all off a cliff!”

Relax! I’m only kidding—well, I’m half-kidding. I just finished One Grand Season, the second book in a series I’m writing. I am so glad to be done with the book!

Honestly, by the time I get to the last two chapters I feel like ushering every character (including the parrot!) onto a train so I can send them careening around corners, swooping past rockslides and finally out into the wild blue yonder, the wheels leaving the track in one smooth whoosh!, taking each and every one of those annoying characters on a ride they’ll never forget.

Once I write the last page I generally like my characters again (okay; maybe I don’t like them right away but after a bowl or two of ice cream they’re usually allowed to leave the train intact) but just leading up to the end I’m sick to death of them. I suspect they share my sentiments, so I make a rule never to board a train while working toward the last chapter. Hey, you never know what might happen!

I’m off to whip up an ice cream sundae—with all the trimmings! Then, I’ll take a day or two before I begin writing the third book in the series. I’m on a roll, and with no cliff in sight the characters should be safe for a few weeks at least.

Hope you’re enjoying January!