A New Chapter

For eight years, the Rootstock saga has been the story playing out in my head. The characters are with me when I fall asleep at night and on my drive in to work the next morning.

It is bittersweet to write the end to their stories. I think I’m going to miss them.

The inevitable end to a saga such as this one is a yearning to share the story with someone else.

I am writing query letters now.

Some discerning literary agent is going to find Sethlyan and Isobel, Nigel and Mouse, and all the characters in the tapestry of Rootstock as compelling as I did when I discovered them.