So, I started actually writing the next book. I had the book all planned out, and I was going to start writing a month or so ago, but that never happened. I don’t know why time seems to go faster when it gets dark earlier. The holiday time (Thanksgiving/Christmas) seems like a whirlwind of craziness. When it rained for three weeks straight during the late spring/early summer, I could churn out chapters a day on the Amanai Resistance. Now, I can’t seem to get three paragraphs down without some form of time sucking interruption. Fingers crossed the whole book isn’t like this.