Guess who didn't finish his books...

No, silly, not Stephen King.  Me!

OK, I'll level with all of you (ha ha 'all of you'), I got burned out on this.  The eight month gap between this post and my last one should make that pretty clear.  Plus my last post was set to the tune of 'Oops I Did It Again', so yeah, something was off there.

So what does that mean for my writing endeavors?  Have I given up?  Will Steve win Head Of Household?  Find out on Biiiiiig Brother!

Wait, scratch that last one.

No, I have not given up.  I've actually been pretty active-ish with my next two books.  Are they ready for publication, like I said in my Britney Spears parody?  Not if I want anyone to actually enjoy them.

And the sequel to Fractured: Arrivals is...resuming.

I spent the first half of 2015 dealing with a lot of stress on the day job front.  I'm not going to get into it, because that's not what we're here for.  We're here for the booze that I promised I would give out to anyone who read this.  Which you totally know I'm good for.

Without getting into too much details, I've found myself with a new day job, and life is much happier.

So, after being on the writing ropes, I'm back swinging...a pen...at paper...I guess.  That was a bad analogy.

When can we expect these to be available?  That is a fine question.  I'm researching through some other aspects of this business that, honestly, I should have done before publishing last time.  Once I have all of that straightened out, I'll know which path I'll be heading down.

Either way, it will be forward.