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September 16, 2016http://liahabel.com/2013/10/24/the-fu...
''...I’m not in a place where I can tackle a third book, yet. I’m afraid that Dearly is still tainted with the fear and devastation I experienced in that forest. I don’t want to go back there. I can’t.
I want to get to a point in my life where I can think, “Ooh, I get to write a third book!” and not, “…Idon’twanttowriteathirdbookpleasepleasedon’tmakemewriteathirdbook.” Not only for my own mental health, not only for my own enjoyment, but because I believe it’s the only way to do the characters and the story justice. Dearly is snarky and irreverent and filled with beautiful tragedy, and I just don’t have the energy to produce those things right now.
When that happens—and I do believe it will, at some point—I plan to self-publish. I’m actually working on some other writing projects right now, which I plan to try publishing myself. (Under a different name.) I am writing. Just not Dearly.
I know at least one reader has already asked me, “If you were only contracted for two books, why didn’t you wrap things up in two books?” I made that choice because, at the outset, I knew I had more than two books worth of material rattling about in my brain. I still do. It’s there. Just mumbling, not screaming.
So, at the end of this—what can I say? I’ve already let you into the most broken, intimate parts of my mind. I’ve apologized for how things turned out—and I will do so again. I am very sorry. And I am very, very thankful for all of you.
I am sorry. Thank you.
And if you’ll hang with me, if we can just chat as friends for a while—I would like that. Because at some point, I will want to write Bram and Nora and Renfield and Vespertine again. I know I will. Just not now.
In a way, I think I’m waiting for them to come out of the forest and join me. But, you know, they’re zombies. They kind of have to move at their own pace.''
''...I’m not in a place where I can tackle a third book, yet. I’m afraid that Dearly is still tainted with the fear and devastation I experienced in that forest. I don’t want to go back there. I can’t.
I want to get to a point in my life where I can think, “Ooh, I get to write a third book!” and not, “…Idon’twanttowriteathirdbookpleasepleasedon’tmakemewriteathirdbook.” Not only for my own mental health, not only for my own enjoyment, but because I believe it’s the only way to do the characters and the story justice. Dearly is snarky and irreverent and filled with beautiful tragedy, and I just don’t have the energy to produce those things right now.
When that happens—and I do believe it will, at some point—I plan to self-publish. I’m actually working on some other writing projects right now, which I plan to try publishing myself. (Under a different name.) I am writing. Just not Dearly.
I know at least one reader has already asked me, “If you were only contracted for two books, why didn’t you wrap things up in two books?” I made that choice because, at the outset, I knew I had more than two books worth of material rattling about in my brain. I still do. It’s there. Just mumbling, not screaming.
So, at the end of this—what can I say? I’ve already let you into the most broken, intimate parts of my mind. I’ve apologized for how things turned out—and I will do so again. I am very sorry. And I am very, very thankful for all of you.
I am sorry. Thank you.
And if you’ll hang with me, if we can just chat as friends for a while—I would like that. Because at some point, I will want to write Bram and Nora and Renfield and Vespertine again. I know I will. Just not now.
In a way, I think I’m waiting for them to come out of the forest and join me. But, you know, they’re zombies. They kind of have to move at their own pace.''
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