Inspiration, thou art a heartless little hussy

So, with a great deal of reluctance, I have decided to put The Singers in the Eternal Night on haitus.

Why? A couple of reasons. One is, I'm not happy with what I have so far, overall, and it's not really something a rewrite of a first draft will fix. It's just not throwing off the right vibe--it's becoming something I don't care for all that much. I hate to waste all that work but it will require a rethink. My basic goal was for it to be terrifying, and it's so . . . not. I hate that.

The other is, my next project, The Harvester of Faces, has become terribly interesting to me. I sat down and plotted it out this morning and started the first draft this afternoon. This one is quite a bit more complicated than the previous one but it's not strictly a horror novel--though it does have horrific elements. This one is more science fiction.

There are a lot of things I want to say with this one, many of them political. I'm hoping it won't become preachy or anything--I'm hoping you'll just be entertained by the story and then, later on, realize that maybe it helped you to see a different point of view on some issues we're facing these days. Or, maybe not. First and foremost, you'll have to enjoy the story. If you don't then, no matter how forcefully and cleverly I have made my arguments, it's just a waste of time. If you wanted political commentary you would have bought a book full of it. You buy a novel to be entertained and I'm not going to let that go by the wayside for the sake of a message.

So, it'll be thrilling, with lots of twists and turns, interesting characters you can identify with, and--since this is me--a truly monsterous serial killer. Nothing but fun, for everyone!