I am working on a new novel--one that has been tugging at me for about ten years now. It will not be one of my typical Saint John novels. I am letting loose and having fun. I am hoping to have a first draft complete by Christmas, and the rewriting process complete within 36 months of that.
I have decided to shelve my previous work for now. It just wasn't working the way I had hoped. That happens. I have found a new energy with what I am working on now. Vincent Van Gogh, Satan, and Ernest Hemingway all come together in Dogs in Heat, what will no doubt be the wackiest novel I ever write.