The End of Acacia
I took a long drive recently between Colorado and California, across snowy mountains and stretches of chill desert. Along the way I thought out a lot of what was to come in Acacia 2. I just got back a couple days ago and I'm only now starting to piece together a routine. Funny thing is that the scene I was drawn to write when I went to work today was what I perceive to be the very last scene of the Acacia series. I don't even think it's the last scene of the book I'm working on. Strange, and it may now take me a few years and 1500 or so pages to get there, but I do think I've set down the last line of this story arc. I'm not going to divulge it, of course, and I may be wrong, but I don't think so. And, having written it, I'm even more anxious to get honestly to work. It's a good ending, and if I can tell the story to get readers there I think I'll have written something I can be proud of.