More specifically, I finished writing Rookwar, which also means I’m done with Casting the Bones. This is the first trilogy I’ve ever completed. It’s also the tenth book I’ve written, and it will be my fourth published (since Labyrinthian doesn’t come out until January). At the moment it’s a little over 110,000 words long. That’s hefty. It’s about 20,000 words longer than I expected it to be, but none of it feels like filler. I think it’s about as long as it should be.
It feels very strange to finish a trilogy. I’m not sure exactly how it’s different from finishing a book, or finishing the second book in a series. But it’s different. I suppose part of it is that – although there will be editing and such – I’m truly saying goodbye to these characters and this world. I probably won’t see them again, at least not for a long time. There are a lot of other places to go and a lot of other books to be written, and for now we’re parting ways.
So goodbye, Mica and Mori and Yavon and Sene. Goodbye, Ava and goodbye, Turn. Thank you for letting me spend some time with you, and thank you for letting me tell your stories. This feels like a good ending. Which is about the best you can ever hope for.
For those who care about such things, I was listening to this on repeat for the last few hundred words, and it is the perfect piece of music for the end of the book. Eerily so.