My editor is almost done with When the Guns Roar (Siobhan Dunmoore Book 6). I should get her comments sometime next week, then it’s one more pass and done. Barring any unforeseen events it’ll come out before 31 October. Perhaps even as early as 21 October. If you get your books from Amazon and haven’t done so yet, go ahead and pre-order When the Guns Roar. The moment it goes live on Amazon, you’ll find it on your device (provided said device is connected to the internet!). For those buying from Kobo, iTunes, Google Play, Barnes & Noble, or other retailers, watch this space for the announcement that the book is live. The paperback and hardcover will be out, if not the same day, then within a day or two.
While my editor is hard at it, I haven’t been idle. Many have asked me for a series describing how the empire which we see collapsing in Ashes of Empire came to be. And I got started on that. I’m still not sure of the series title. Right now, I’m using Ghost Squadron as the working title, with the first installment called We Dare. The end of the Commonwealth and the rise of the human empire will be seen through the eyes of a group of dedicated Marines from the 1st Special Forces Regiment’s A Squadron, nicknamed “Ghost Squadron” because of their ability to strike targets and vanish without being seen. They will be instrumental in precipitating the events that lead to the Commonwealth’s violent demise. I finished the complete outline just now, meaning I’ll start writing tomorrow. It’s slated for a January 2020 release, if all goes well. Though it will be an entirely new and self-contained series, meaning no need to read any of my other stuff beforehand, Ghost Squadron will feature a few characters from previous books.
To my Canadian readers, Happy Thanksgiving. May your turkey be moist, your stuffing fluffy and the dinner table conversation devoid of politics. For those not following Canadian news, we have a federal election coming up on 21 October. Wherever you turn, there are endless radio and tv ads, posters everywhere, panel discussions and the usual mudslinging between party leaders. The only way to escape is head into the woods. Mrs Thomson and I will cast our votes tomorrow at an advanced polling station, though we already know who’ll win in our riding. We live in one of those places which always returns the same party to parliament. But, as Winston Churchill famously said, “Democracy is the worst form of government, except for all the others.” And that means doing our part, however small.