And it is off. Book two has been edited by Alisa, “The Big H” (my mother) and myself. I contribute very little to the editing- I simply go back and see if there is anything I might want to add or if things have gotten confusing at any point. This book, unlike “Consumed,” is simply a thriller, but not a psychological one. People ask me all of the time what is the difference. A psychological thriller is one that makes you face some issues you might find disturbing or uncomfortable. ”Consumed” touched on things I found disturbing, so I know it was a tough read for others as well. The feedback has been amazing, so I want to thank everyone who went out of their way to purchase it and make the time to read it.
Fair warning- book three is disturbing on a level even I can’t fathom. I’m having a difficult time getting started. It’s akin to wondering where to enter a landscape maze, such as the one in “The Shining,” and wondering equally if there is going to be a way out once you get inside. I knew the way out of “Consumed,” and getting my way out of book two was a snap. Book three makes me want to pop a Valium and go to bed. Don’t take this to mean it won’t be an amazing read- it will. There is a book by someone I can’t remember that involved something about “wet embalming.” I won’t go into details,but when I think about it, it makes me want to lock the doors and get out my gun. Which reminds me of something I need to cover at www.soveryclever.com- be sure to check that out this week.
For any of you who have yet to read “Consumed” and want a little preview- please check out the trailer.
As far as the children’s books people ask me about every day? We’ve hit yet another illustrator hiccup and this could halt production altogether. Thank you for you enthusiasm regarding this venture, but it looks as if Alisa and I will be writing only fiction and nonfiction for the big people for a while.
I was asked yesterday what I’m reading currently- “Parenting from the Inside Out” by Daniel J. Siegel and Mary Hartzell and “The Litigators” by John Grisham. This book will no doubt follow the same pattern set into stone by one of the most widely read formulaic writers. I will want to stop in the middle and be so pissed off at the end I will vow never to read him again. Then, “The Big H” will buy the new one and leave it at my house. Grrrr. Then, I will find myself with no plans, caught up with work and nothing to read- and the cycle begins.
OK- back to work.

