After a panicked couple of weeks and the threat of only a dry chapatti under the locked door of my office for sustenance (“But, darling! A dry chapatti does not a chapter make!”), I’m back in the “Yep, will make the time schedule easily” bracket.

Don’t get me wrong, threats don’t work. I got topping on that chapatti. I had to fight for it, but I won. We writers cannot afford to allow working threats to cloud the judgment of those nearest and dearest, right? Of course right!

Okay, so this is an update. We’re talking about The King’s Sacrifice, the new title of book two of the Khekarian Series due out next month (July). There were a lot of little gaps needing sewing shut and a fair jumble ahead at that point. A lot of stuff has to meet up and tie up neatly at the end, so working through that – especially when there was so much of it to balance with everything else – well, you get the drift.

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At the beginning of this month, hubby told me something I didn’t want to hear. My response was something like this: “What do you mean, I’ve only got four weeks left? By my calculations, I’ve got all the way up to eight weeks. It’s to the end of July, right?”

“No, no,” he insisted. “The BEGINNING of July.”

He wants to know what happens next, folks. He says I have to give him time to read The King’s Sacrifice, book two of The Khekarian Series. I also have to give myself time to shelve it (briefly), to read it with fresh eyes, and – of course – I have to have time to change the ending because he’s convinced it’s going to be NOT AT ALL the ending he wants. See? I keep my secrets. Even hubby doesn’t know the plot.

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