You know how it goes. You step through a portal for what feels like a quick errand, some minor noble offers you a drink, and you’re too polite to refuse. Next thing you know, you’ve offended three different courts, been challenged to a duel by a sentient rosebush, and when you finally stumble back through the portal, four years have passed in the mortal world.
At least, that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.
Honestly, it feels like yesterday that I wrote my last post here. Time in the Fae realm flows strangely; or maybe that’s just what happens when life decides to throw a few curve balls at your head while cackling. Either way, I’m back, slightly disoriented, missing one sock (don’t ask), and ready to cause some magical mayhem.
So what’s been happening while I was trapped in endless courtly negotiations with beings who consider “a brief moment” to be anything under a decade?
Scott, Kitty-Sue, and Akiko have been patiently waiting for me to tell their next story. Well, Akiko has been patient. Kitty-Sue has been sharpening her knives and giving me meaningful looks. Scott has been drinking and making sarcastic comments about unreliable authors. Fair enough.
Here’s what’s coming:
The Tokyo Supernatural series is getting a facelift. New covers are in the works, something that better captures the noir-meets-magic vibe of Scott’s world. The current covers served me well, but when a kitsune assassin and a cynical magician walk into a Tokyo bar, the covers should make you want to follow them inside.
I’m also dusting off my notes for the third book. There’s a bar in Tokyo that needs buying, some Yakuza who need antagonizing, and a certain dragon’s eggshell that’s been sitting in Scott’s apartment for far too long. Chekhov had rules about these things. If you show a dragon’s eggshell in act one…
More updates soon. For now, I’m just glad to be back on this side of the portal. The Fae have terrible coffee.
— Phil