So, while you were busily doing nothing or lazing on a beach somewhere, some of us were not doing that but wishing we were. Unfortunately, we were stuck doing regular maintenance on our 130 year old house. Well, I was, anyway. And I really don't enjoy working with my hands; it makes my brain scream out for distraction.
As it turns out, that's a great way to inspire another book.
And that book will be out later this year, I hope. It stars someone you might remember from Chrysogon’s Coterie, though for most readers, Wazo will be brand new...
...which is probably for the best, because Wazo… well... he sees the world sideways, and not always the same sideways twice.
He’s the sort of person who can fall into an open pit trap and call it “a tactical choice.” Someone who takes a mysterious, possibly malevolent stone at its word, even as it ruins his day. A guy who argues with reality like it owes him money.
Wazo is messy, brilliant in short bursts, prone to enthusiasm at very bad times, and loyal in a way that terrifies his enemies and occasionally his friends. He is either the worst hero you could ask for, or the best one you’ll get under the circumstances.
The book’s called Wazo the Wildcard: Things Go Wrong, Mostly. It’s funny until it isn’t, then funny again, because life works like that. Or mine does, anyway. When it works.
If you liked You Tried and want something lighter, I think you'll like it.
If you didn't like You Tried and wanted to give me another chance (please), I think you'll like it.
More soon.
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