Sometimes, my inner geek comes out.
Death of Secrets launched, and already my mind turns to the next book. I know the beginning of the story — it’s one I’ve been working on for a long time. Some of the characters from Death of Secrets will be making another appearance.
But I’m not sure what to call it. I’m not sure that it properly fits the idea of a sequel or a prequel. And there’s the rub. If I say “takes place in the same universe as Death of Secrets,” I feel a bit nerdy, like an obsessive comics collector debating which version of the DC Comics universe was better.
That’s silly, of course. I’m an obsessive Star Wars collector, not an obsessive comics collector!