So ... this one might have been a wee bit late. Yeah, that’s entirely my fault. But there’s the old saying about better late than never.
Truth be told, I was beginning to worry that never might be the case. But, no matter how many times I put this story back into my digital drawer, the fact remained that I’d made a promise: both to my readers and myself that this story would see the light of day.
Now, don’t get me wrong, this is less a tale of woe and more one of it simply not being the right time. The tale presented here is fairly unchanged from the outline I first created for it, so it was never a case of being unhappy with the story itself.
Devil Hunters had the unfortunate luck to be started right when two other things were happening – the muse had dropped an awesome story idea into my head, which would eventually become The Necromancer’s Wife (by my nom de plume Cara Vance), and my other series The Tome of Bill was starting to gain in popularity.
Both events caused me to set this aside with that most vile of lies to myself: I’ll get right back to this.
Needless to say, it took somewhat longer than expected and for that I sincerely apologize. That said, please do not think I enjoyed writing this any less as a result. I continue to be wildly passionate about cryptozoology as well as monster stories. As much as I might enjoy writing my comedic novels, there is something about a bloody monster rampage that is satisfyingly cathartic.
I hope you feel the same way and that you’ll stick around for a while longer. We’re not done with this world and its characters yet, not by a long shot.
Rick G.