And my best is just going to have to be good enough. I’m still not done the next Tazu Saga novel, not because i haven’t been writing, but because i HAVE and its… just not done yet. the tale must be as long as it needs be to make sense in my head and well, thats just how it’s going to be. It’s almost 150k by now (tangled paths was 170k published), and i don’t know how long it will be when it’s done. I don’t know if my publisher will whittle it down or if they’ll make the choice to once again split my book into two. And ya know what, i’m cool with either. We already took the first 120k of it and made that into Broken City (which will be out on the 5th) and if it happens yet again, i’ll just roll my eyes, finally admit it’s my process and go back to typing away like an insane person.

April’s NaNo will mostly be dedicated to finishing Tazu Saga’s current book. I don’t know how many words it will take, so i’m just going to dive in and do my best. And that’s cool.

I’m also cool with WW:U3 being done when it’s done. I’m sorry it’s taken so long but i’m also very much not sorry. In the last three years since WW:U2 i’ve published Tangled Paths, written what’s now 270k words in what will be it’s sequels with the next one coming out in April (so that’s two books), planned a wedding, got married, worked through not one but three renovations on three different houses, moved once, and still got another 75k written in WW:U3 even after losing the ruddy notebooks with the entire freaking plot in it. All while working part-time as a private art instructor for seven classes a week. (what would be considered full time for a college professor even though i’m not one.)

And for some insane reason i feel like i dropped the ball. that all that is’t good enough.

For many years I’ve suffered from anxiety attacks and fits of depression, and the last few months have breed some pretty crippling and severe ones mostly centered on  me still just so behind on where i wanted to be in my writing projects timeline, complete with utter despair when fans message me asking where WW:U3 is– but it needs to stop. For my health, for my sanity. I’ve been writing. Every Day. For Months. And that’s good enough for me.

And it will just have to be good enough for everyone else, too.

~j. leigh