As this blog post title suggests, I recently had an unexpected twist come up in my life. Something that took me completely by surprise. Those of you who have been following me for at least a couple of years may recall this post from November 2015 where I talked about some personal troubles I had. Many of you were kind enough to comment with your support, encouragement, and/or similar stories you’d faced in your own lives. I can’t tell you how much that meant to me.
Now I finally have an update for you and it is good news!
Back in April I discovered I was pregnant. Yes, really, after ten years of trying. To say I was shocked would be an understatement, and let’s just say I was certain the pregnancy test must have been broken even if signs pointed toward it being right. I tapped at the thing, wondering if it was playing a cruel joke on me. Then I took another test and got the same results. This was a Saturday night so there was little I could do to confirm it further until Monday when I could call my doctor. Like me, she’d pretty much given up on me ever conceiving, so needless to say she got me into her office much faster than expected- the next day. I had to go to the lab first and then be at the clinic an hour later. Apparently, she and the nurse hovered over the computer waiting for the results to come in and they had broad grins on their faces when they came into the exam room to meet my husband and me. It was true. I was finally carrying a baby, and though I would have preferred for it to happen before reaching “advanced maternal age” I’m truly excited. Better now than never.
Having said all that, deep fear rode me that it could all go wrong at any moment. Like fate would tease me with something so miraculous and then take it away, so I’ve kept quiet until I reached the second trimester even though I knew some people would be wondering about the next book, but I feared jinxing anything. During that time, I faced all the usual pregnancy related symptoms (nausea, exhaustion, severe headaches I couldn’t take pain meds for so I just curled in a ball until they passed, and a few other things that are less pleasant to even mention). These issues are starting to taper off slowly and will hopefully be gone soon now that I’m on week fourteen. The baby is due in mid-December, for those wondering.
My husband and I have also had to scramble to find a bigger home because our small apartment wasn’t going to cut it with a baby on the way. I used up the days I was feeling a little better and more energetic to go house hunting and eventually found a great place to rent. We we’ve been busy packing and will be moving into the house next week. It’s got a yard and back patio, plus lots of extra space inside so it’s going to be a huge improvement over my current residence.
So all of this is to say, if you haven’t guessed already, that not a lot of writing has gotten done in the last few months like I’d hoped. Destined for Dreams has been started, but it isn’t near completion yet. My hope is that as soon as we get settled into the new house I can focus entirely on getting the novel finished. I’ve been reassured by some of my fellow authors that the second trimester of pregnancy was an extremely productive time for them, especially compared to the first where it’s tough to be creative when it’s all you can do to hold your food down (if you can find anything you can tolerate to eat, that is). I’m looking forward to buckling down in my new home (new to me, anyway) and giving you all a second novel in the Dark Destiny Series you can truly enjoy to be followed by the last book of the trilogy.
Please be patient with me in the meantime. I’ll post updates as I have them and an excerpt once I’ve got something polished enough to share. Thanks again to those who have been supportive along the way!