While going to and from a Cinco de Mayo party, riding the subway, I worked on plotting for the very last book in the Evernight series. Not only did I make a lot of story progress, but something I hadn’t realized about the mythology finally came clear to me — it’s like it was always there, but I just hadn’t seen it — and now I’m on a high. So much can flow from this point, not just in the fourth book but in two and three as well.
There is this incredible sense of mischief, I guess, when you think of something new — it’s almost like you’ve just put one over on reality, coming up with something fictional that nonetheless feels true. Take that, surly bonds of earth.