It’s 9:56 pm on Christmas Eve. My 4 year old son is snoring softly next to me in bed, while my husband quietly puts the presents under the tree. All is calm and perfect.
And I’m thinking about my next book.
I literally just finished Sins of the Father and already I’m antsy to start a new project. At the end of The Guardians Trilogy, I left an opening for another Trilogy, set in the same world, but around twenty years from now.
I even have a name for the series… The Forgotten. My fingers are itching to write it. Maybe not tomorrow… but soon!
JJ King xoxo