I spent most of 2017 bearing the pseudonym Roy L. Hinuss, writing the Prince Not-So Charming book series for Macmillan. The schedule was tight (four books in seven months) and the work, coupled with my full-time job in Jersey City, exhausted me to my very core. Once I submitted the fourth and final book to the publisher, I breathed a great and weary sigh or relief. I had done it! Somehow or other I had pulled it all off!
And, almost immediately, I wanted to do it all over again because I couldn’t remember a time in my life when I felt more creatively giddy.
I yearned to write more stories about a jester prince and a knitting dragon. I wanted to write more about a retired witch and a revenge-minded horse. More about a king with stress headaches and a queen who hugs too much. More about an overprotected princess who can’t walk around the block by herself without her photo ending up on a carton of milk. I needed to more fully explore the Somewhat-Enchanted Forest. I needed to unearth the tragic backstory of a murderous jouster named Sir Lance A. Lott.
And I needed more fart jokes. Oh, how I missed the fart jokes.
Wrapping up Prince Not-So Charming was like saying goodbye to an old friend.
Until good news arrived in my email’s inbox.
My editor wants two more Prince Not-So Charming books!
Before I could even process this, more good news arrived in my snail mailbox. There it was in all of its glory! An advanced reading copy for book 1!
So I am giddy once again. And, based on my new deadlines, I guess I won’t be sleeping until February. I couldn’t be more cool with this.