I’ve had this mental block every time I’ve wanted to write the Andersons or Downeys. I spent so long writing so many books in short succession that I felt… spent, for lack of a better word. I have written several works-in-progress since then, but none I could finish without feeling like it was a chore. Writing should never feel that way. Thankfully, I opened my rough draft of Isabel up a few weeks ago and found writing them again was like coming home.

If you haven’t read The Good Life, I hope you’ll check it out since Isabel will take place a few years later…