I feel like I'm going to be telling this story over and over for years to come. Because it is rare that an author can point to the exact moment and reason a story idea came to them....and better yet, have it come to fruition.
Last year my husband gave me two Broadway shows for my birthday. Unfortunately, Bandstand closed between the time we bought the tickets and the performance. Frantically, two weeks before the trip, I tried to score seats to a replacement show. And that is how we ended up at Anastasia.
I loved it. The music, the book, the amazing sets...I almost launched out of my seat cheering at the end of Act One. And then? I spent intermission scribbling on the back of my ticket an idea for a new book. I didn't want the show to end. But as soon as it did, I was consumed with the possibilities for this new series.
Fast forward to November, when I was so lucky as to sign a contract for my series about...well, my publisher won't let me tell you much yet. But there's a regular American woman who discovers that she's really a princess. She's not thrilled, to say the least. Neither is the woman she assumed was her sister. And her actual sister, the other princess? Also not thrilled. Is it safe to assume there are some happily ever afters - in tiaras - for all three of them? If you know me - or my books - at all, you know the answer is a resounding yes!
Look for the first book at some time near the end of 2019. I promise I'll be dropping more tidbits as soon as I can.