Long before I finished Worlds Away, I knew that it was going to be part of a trilogy. The story that lay, hazy and nebulous, in my mind, could not be told in one novel, and not in just two. That said, I like the neatness of a trilogy, and am not planning to go beyond three, for now anyway.
Perhaps it is a little like children, and one day I will say ‘one more,’ but for now, a trilogy it is.
I’m not sure how conventional this is, but I’ve already written my ending, and am now gearing myself up for the sheer joy of moving from Point A to Point B. Or Point B to Point C, if we are being exact.
I can’t wait. I expect I’ll be bereft when it’s over.
Today, I spent the day with my family in one of my favourite places on Earth: the National Space Centre in Leicester, consuming everything spacey with a hungry pleasure. If it is research, I love research.
Below is a visual clue about what is set to happen in book two, and it’s all I’m offering at this point in time. If you’ve read Worlds Away closely, it might give you an idea. Think carefully: