Despite my best efforts, Railroad remains a Work in Progress. Seven weeks ago, I thought I would be ready to send the final draft to the editors in three or four weeks. Two days later began a progression of deteriorating health. From severe chest cold aggravated by seasonal allergies, the diagnosis and associated meds progressed through acute bronchitis, to chronic bronchitis.
Thanks to the coughing and aches of bronchitis, followed by the sleepy, fuzzy headed, zombie like state of mind induced by the meds, I have not dared to touch draft in that seven weeks. The last round of meds seem to be doing the trick though, and if they hold another day or three I'll chance getting back into the book.
My thanks to all those who emailed me asking for an update. Your enthusiasm for the next book makes me want to immediately jump back into writing. The complexity of details and plot timelines in this book are the most aggressive I've ever attempted and keeping them all straight has proven tougher than I envisioned. As you can imagine, I don't want to blow all that effort in a rush to get the book out.
I'll post another update in a couple of weeks to let you know how it's going and, hopefully, give a better release date.
Disappointing, I know, but hang in there, the end is in sight.