I’m reworking the first two books I wrote in the Goliath Thunder series. Further work in the series just seemed to make it a necessity as the universe became more and more fleshed out both before my eyes and within my imagination. You should see the reams of notes clogging up the arteries of my workspace.
But I haven’t been sitting on my hands, either. There’s loads of new content on the way. In fact, I’m sitting on so much of it that my ass hurts and I’m suffering from a lack of oxygen while I watch in realtime the imaginary flights of SR-71 Blackbirds. Some of that new content will be completely new content in the upcoming books. Some of its shit that’s a secret held between only myself and whatever perverted voyeur deities deign to see me emerge in my Neanderthal glory from the steaming shower.
Don’t think too much about it.