I would love to be one of those writers that makes time everyday to faithfully get those 1000 words in, but the reality is I am just...not. I know in previous blogs I promised I would force myself to write, but life happens. The last year has been an incredible journey, which has led me down numerous paths. I'll try to sum it up best I can...
So to answer the first question of why I wrote a sequel: I wasn't planning to write one. In fact I started this sequel easily 8-10 years ago on a whim. One day I had a scene that was playing in my mind over and over again, and I knew I wasn't finished with the characters yet. Crystal is one of my favorite characters out of everything I've ever written, and something in me told me her story needed to continue. Not to mention new characters kept popping into my head, but only in the Onyx universe.
The year I published Crystal to Onyx was also the year I started to really buckle down and write Onyx Excavated. I would definitely say the bulk was written in 2019-2020. Then, as you know, COVID hit and with it many tragedies that I have previously shared. The book was finished in 2021, nearly a year and a half before I published it. I hate that my books take so long to get out. I hate that barriers get in the way. However, sometimes those barriers are good ones.
The beginnig of 2022 marked many hectic changes at my full time job. The work was literally 24/7. I was responsible all hours, day and night, for the operation of a psychiatric emergency room. This was not a role I chose, but rather was thrust into about five years ago. I grew to love some aspects of it, but after time the place started to wear me down. I was starting to lose focus on why I went into the mental health field. My main responsibilities were not patient care, but administrative bullshit that crushed my soul. The politics of a hospital can be very difficult to maneuver, especially when you are such a strong mental health advocate. I grew to hate it. Not to mention the challenges with staffing, dealing with incredibly entitled employees, drama of a high school level, and being woken up for absolutely....nothing most nights. Now don't get me wrong. I did have an amazing team. I loved most of the people who worked for me and I cherish the memories of these individuals. But truthfully, some people just drain you no matter what you do.
One night, after arguing endlessly with someone in administration and having my poor, burnt out team criticized left and right, I had an epiphany. I couldn't do this anymore. I was capable yes, but the drive was no longer there. I was receiving no reward for my hard work, but constant badgering and a sense that I was not really moving forward. After a lot of contemplation, I decided to leave my full time job in favor of my per diem. There were many other factors that influenced my decision. One of them was my health and anxiety level. My anxiety became so bad that no amount of medication would settle the constant dread that surrounding me. My husband even told me my hair was starting to fall out. My blood pressure was up, as well as my weight. Other factors which influenced my decision included a recent health scare with my husband, the ongoing needs of my children, and the desire to devote more time to my patients, students, and writing.
The choice I made was by far one of the best in my life. My pockets are a little emptier, but not as much as I feared. With my new full time job I can devote true interventions to people in crisis. Also, my management team is incredible. I have never felt more nurtured and respected in any job. I truly love what I do and the people I work with. In addition, I am able to teach more. I have a wonderful new gig teaching incarcerated persons, which is a very exciting experience. I am, for the first time in my life, at a phase where I truly enjoy going to work. It has been almost a year since this giant change, and it has taken some time to adjust.
So, writing took a back seat again. I do regret this a bit, but not as much as in the past. I should have written more, and I was actually quite surprised that I haven't. But, I was basking in the glow of my new career and newfound sense of calm. Absolutely priceless. So...I managed to get Onyx Excavated out, just a little later than scheduled. LOL. I do think I will be writing more in months to come. Despite my husband's wishes, I do think Crystal's story is finally over, and I can devote more time to Ena, the protagonist in my next book: In a Future Green. However, as I have been taught time and time again, the future is not set. So who knows? :-)