I keep trying to get back to my blogging schedule, but really, I will try this week. Tomorrow, we’ll have our regular Reader’s Choice giveaway and I’ll announce last week’s winner.
In the meantime, I’m working on FRENCHMEN STREET, the next book involving the Sentinels of New Orleans characters, the first of a spinoff series I’m tentatively calling The Battle for New Orleans. If you’ve followed this blog for a while, you know my publisher has opted not to continue the series, and rather than write a quick ending and kill off the series, I plan to begin a spinoff series that will pick up shortly after BELLE CHASSE left off.
Want a snippet? Here ya go!
My initial hint that the Krewe of Iris parade had gone amiss was when the first high school marching band rounded the corner from Napoleon Avenue, its young musicians fast-stepping onto St. Charles Avenue with rounded eyes and a frantic attempt to up-tempo “When the Saints Come Marching In” to match their pace.
Trotting behind them was a herd of a dozen or so unicorns. Not horses with fake horns. Not a float with unicorns created in bright papier-mâché on the sides. Unicorns with hooves like dinner plates, razor-sharp white or black horns, and madness in their bright green eyes.
My gaze met that of the man riding a particularly evil-looking unicorn in back of the herd. He trotted up to me and had his unicorn bow, its white horn inches from my face.
“Game on, Drusilla Jaco,” said Florian, Faerie Prince of Summer and self-proclaimed King of the Fae.
Finally–the world of the Sentinels comes to Mardi Gras! New series or old, DJ will have her hands full. Because as we all know, faeries is crazy. Here’s an old, old song to entertain you.
Have a peaceful Sunday and see you tomorrow for Reader’s Choice!