Sequel Title Reveal
My newsletter subscribers found out first; now I can reveal it to the world. The sequel to Sitting on Top of the World will be titled…
well, first let me say that writing this sequel has been a sloooow process. I basically binge-write for a few days, then don’t write anything for a few more, in a nonwriting slump.
Of course, I keep thinking about my story and thinking about writing, but then I get distracted by something shiny — like the chick hatching that’s going on at my school (today is hatching day, and they’re live-streaming this momentous event, so here I am, eyes peeled to YouTube, waiting and watching for any slight wobble of an egg in the incubator).
Or the games I play on my phone to de-stress (my current favorites include Wordzee! and Color Planet, with a little AE Mysteries thrown in when they’ve got a new episode up).
Or the addictive shows on Netflix, like Manifest. And, of course, there is the quadruple-stack of books in my TBR pile on the shelf. I recently finished American Dirt and am debating what to read next. One of my students told me that her mom wrote a book, so I immediately ordered it from Amazon. It’s called Letters to My Daughter: Timeless Lessons from the Bible’s Most Remarkable Women, and even though I have sons, not daughters, I’m certain I can draw inspiration from this book. However, I’m more of a fiction reader than inspirational or memoir, so I’m likely to start another book and read both at the same time.
Hence, my writing problem.
All that aside, I do have an outline and a general idea of what will happen in each chapter of my sequel. I just don’t know yet how it will end. But, the moment you’ve all been waiting for … the title. Sitting on Top of the World’s sequel will be titled:
Under the Pawpaw Trees
And here is the working blurb:
Sixteen-year-old June goes on a mission to avenge her brother’s death, but when she gets to the Burnett farm in Lafayette, Virginia, and faces the person she blames for all of her losses, she uncovers hidden truths. She finds herself having to make an impossible decision: Will she remain in Lafayette, or return to Maynardville, Tennessee, where everything she holds dear is there, under the pawpaw trees?
And now I shall go try to write some more of this sequel!