My last published work, Hudson’s Piratey Summer, was released to the world in May of 2024. Feels like a lifetime ago — and honestly, for someone who has put out a new title every May since 2020, it kind of is.
But I’m not worried about it. Not even a little.
I’ve been using my time wisely. More wisely than I ever have, actually. Because what I’ve been working on isn’t just another book — it’s a challenge. A real one. The kind that keeps me up at night not because I can’t stop thinking about the next scene, the next chapter, the next thread to pull.
I’m seventy-five percent done writing an adult sci-fi fiction novel.
I know. No talking animals. No magical potions. But don’t fret. I’m not leaving middle grade. Middle grade is my home. It’s where I learned to write with joy, where I learned that a single perfectly-timed moment of humor or heart can carry an entire story. Those books shaped me as a writer, and that’s not going anywhere.
What is happening is that I’m stretching. Deliberately.
Writing for a new audience, in a new genre, with new rules doesn’t pull me away from the writer I’ve been—it adds depth. Every skill I’ve built in middle grade — the pacing, the emotional honesty, the economy of language— doesn’t disappear just because my characters are older now. They show up differently. More deliberately and with more dimension. When I come back to the world of middle grade, I’ll come back a stronger writer than when I left. That’s the plan, anyway.
So, what’s this new novel about?
The end of the world. What else?
That’s about as much as I’m ready to share for now. There’s so much I want to say. But some things are better saved for the right moment, and this story is still taking shape in the most exciting, terrifying, wonderful way.
I can’t wait to eventually show you what that looks like.
Stay tuned.
The end of the world is closer than you think — and I mean that in the best possible way.