Just past 150K words on Nuevo Mexico, book three of the Seneca Series. Maybe another 10K or 15K words before I can bring 'er in.
I reckon I finally have a handle on why these books seem to grow beyond my expectations. I think it's because I write purely for the pleasure of it, and I just hate letting go of story lines.
The only thing that allowed me to end the Arenoso Trails Series was that the story line was bumping up against the Twentieth Century and I wanted to write about the Wild West.
However, the Seneca Series still has plenty of Wild West left in it. We'll see. But I'll post these three books as soon as Nuevo Mexico is finished.