Where have I been? In sequel hell, that’s where. I’m about two-thirds of the way done with the sequel to Baby Grand, and overall, the writing has come fast and loose (although frequently interrupted by my day job), but with anxiety and trepidation. Writing a sequel is such a delicate balance of satisfying the fans of Baby Grand, who expect bigger and better of their sequels (as they should!), and making sure things are clear and understandable to those readers who choose to bypass the original book and plunge right into the sequel (if you’re like me, you have on occasion picked up the third or fourth book in a series and have been completely lost — it’s not fun). That means I spend most days wondering if I’m explaining too much, or not enough. It’s ugly, and I’ve been eating way too many Dark Chocolate Raisinets. I’ll keep you posted on my progress. And my calorie count.