I am alive and well and in Germany.
Yes, I started the Children of the Night sequel. I have a notebook and a word document full of random scenes that just need to be stitched together. I have so many ideas, most of them depressing and/or violent.
I have found my muse, and it is Guinness. Or something. I wrote this chapter with the help of three bottles and with absolutely no help from that bastard spell-check. We haven't been speaking. I had to write this whole thing in Word Pad because Microsoft Word and I aren't speaking either. UNRELATED.
I think everyone should live in Europe. That is all.
So, long story short, if work and Europe allow, I'll keep plugging away at this. I'm sort of busy defending Amurica and stuff. Also seeing castles. Also drinking. And seeing Avengers. Also seeing castles. But Amurica, yes.
SO. Long story short, fire bad, tree pretty, the sequel is happening, and Europe is great.
NEXT UP: Official plot synopsis, and Chapter 2!
Listening to: Elton John covers. Don't judge.
Reading: SO MUCH STUFF.
Drinking: GUINNESS. GOD BLESS GERMANY