Well, not the Future, but the regular ol’ future that in my world contains a new book coming out in OCTOBER — I hope you all will love it! — a new way of getting my books (new and vintage) into your hands that doesn’t involve big players, plus a little something from the sea.

I’m so excited about these three things that I’m (imagining) doing backflips!!

Thank you, every last one of you spectacularly wonderful and generous souls, for giving my characters such lovely homes in your hearts and bookshelves. It really does mean the world to me.

More to come!

Lynn

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I’ve had some lovely people inquire about where in the world my updates have been which was a good nudge to check in.

You all know I keep my personal life off-stage primarily because I want you to be able to enjoy  these characters and their stories, not get distracted by mine, so let’s just say that 2022 was a bit of a “clean up on aisle 5” sort of year for me. I drank a lot of celery juice (disgusting, but a game changer,) walked outside in the (occasional) sunshine almost every day, and thought many Deep Thoughts about books and life. I did an equal amount of writing in circles on the current story which yielded many things fit only for the cutting-room floor.

2023 is off to a great start—and please be gentle; I’m still trying to come to grips with it being the end of May! I’m getting a couple of anthology collections together for re-issuing as well as working on Rose’s story. I suspect Theo and Sam are starting to look uneasily over their shoulders for a particular quartet of matchmakers . . .

I haven’t forgotten what’s gone on in the Nine Kingdoms, but I suspect we’ll have to hold off for details until 2024. (I actually really like being involved with main characters over the course of a trilogy, but now that I’m not constrained by publisher schedules—yikes! for more than one reason—it would be interesting to either do a big book or three smaller ones over the course of a couple of months . . .)

This year, perhaps more than any other year of my life, I am grateful for every breath I draw, for the people I love, and for every smart and funny reader I’m blessed to meet.

“Live the hell out of every moment you’re given,” is the sage advice of Jake Kilchurn, advice that has become my mantra for the year. Thank you all for being such a blessed part of those moments!

Much, much more to come, friends!

Lynn

PS. I don’t ask this often enough, but are there characters you’d like to see me follow around with a notebook and pen and jot down their doings? Let me know in the comments . . . 

Hey all,

Just a little note about other non-Kindle editions. I think I’ll have the final files for the print version at Amazon as well as all the other usual suspects hopefully by the end of this week. I’ll just want to upload and look everything over myself one last time before I hit Publish.

(Being in charge of all these technical details is simultaneously terrifying and exhilarating.)

Thanks for hanging in there with me, friends!

I thought you all might be interested in seeing what’s on the horizon:

Olivia Drummond is finished with the family business: no more mysteries, treasure hunts, or collectable anything made prior to the year 2000. She’s come to England for a fresh start, which she’ll get to right after she survives a family reunion at the feet of a spectacular castle. What she hasn’t expected is to meet a man carrying a medieval sword who turns her world upside-down and leaves her with more questions than answers.

Jackson Kilchurn, heir of a powerful medieval family, has spent his life scoffing at paranormal oddities. When he finds himself pushed through a portal into a different century, his good sense tells him to turn round and go home. He would, if he hadn’t dropped a key he needs—or if he hadn’t just met the woman of his dreams in the last place he’d ever thought he would find her.

Jackson’s past soon collides with Olivia’s present, though, and unless a few dangerous mysteries are solved, their future together is not at all certain . . .

I had a lovely email this morning from J asking what I was up to. To answer: writing; positive thinking; as many walks in the lovely PNW marine air as possible; and more writing . . .

I have to admit that I’m not sure why when I look at the calendar it says August, because I’m convinced yesterday it said June. :) Where did the summer go? (I might have to consider the possibilities of unwitting time-travel–will report findings later.)

A Lovely Day Tomorrow is in the home stretch, friends. More to come!

Lynn