I made up my mind to write another Jack Whitstone novel next year, and I am now rereading the first three books in the tetralogy. It’s surprising how smoothly the early books read, and that is always pleasing. I have a working title for it, but this will probably change as the project goes.
In this new book Jack is still mentally ill, but the voices are easing off and the endless depression has given way to higher hopes. He does house blessings and exorcisms and makes a pretty penny. He and his girlfriend have quarrels when Jack’s voices start acting up, making his illness doubly hard to deal with.
I will make comments about the work as I get along. Happy holidays, everyone!