I occasionally get email asking why my witch story, Call Me Wicked, ends with, like, um, very little resolved. These readers rightfully feel annoyed that they read all the way through the book only to discover at the end that, hey, this story needs a sequel and there isn’t one!
Trust me, if I could wave my magic publishing wand, there would be at least three more witch books to follow Call Me Wicked, which was supposed to be a prequel to a trilogy of stories that would tell everyone what happens to Sebastian, Maya, Corinne, and a few others.
I turned in those proposals thinking they were some of the best things I’d written, but unfortunately, they were rejected. Sob. Due to the steadiness of reader letters wishing for a sequel to Call Me Wicked, I have recently hauled out the old proposals and polished them up to try again. But for whatever reason, it’s not looking promising according to my agent.
I may do a bit more revising though. So for those of you frustrated by Wicked’s abrupt ending, don’t lose all hope yet. I’m still trying!