First draft is going well. There is sex and football and stuff. It’s around 75,000 words right now. Which would be great if I were more than halfway done.
Seriously, people, this is going to be a book you can kill small animals with. Only, y’know. Don’t.
(I am actually hoping I can get it down to a reasonable level in edits, or else break it into two books if it gets really out of hand. Which you guys should be happy about because then it would mean you wouldn’t have to wait two years for the fourth one, even though it would also mean the third would sort of end on a cliffhanger maybe.)