No. Don’t try to send me a baby gift. Human twins are far less work than this.
Through some process I can’t fully understand, some books refuse to be worked at unless they’re worked at together.
The ones that drive me totally insane are the ones that are in widely different universes/time frames/styles. For instance, I wrote at the same time – had to – Gentleman Takes A Chance and Soul of Fire. And if you’re sitting there going “at least they both got dragons” … yeah, you’re right. It is, however, where the resemblance stops. There have been others, too, though right now I can’t remember the pairings.
At least the current ones are in the same universe – one of them, Darkship Renegade starts the minute that Thena and Kit Sinistra land in Eden and then it doesn’t stop. (No, that’s pretty much it.) The other one begins on Earth a few hours before that with a character coming out of the prison that Thena attacked in order to free Kit. And then it turns Earth inside out and upside down. (No, that’s also pretty much it.)
I’m not sure, yet, whether the two interact at all. (They might not in these books.) But I’m sure I can’t write one without writing the other AT THE SAME TIME. Sometimes I hate the way my mind works.
According To Hoyt 
I’m sorry for the “birthing pains” — but, SQUEEEEE! Two books! Thank you, Sarah!
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Well, this way, maybe your subconscious will work on one while you’re actively writing the other. Instead of getting into mischief and coming up with all new ideas in all new universes.
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This is easy to explain. There’s the left brain and the right brain, okay? And to avoid fighting over it, they’re each working on a story. So… from the outside, it looks as if you’re doing two stories at the same time. But the brain hemispheres know that each one is doing an independent story. And they’re racing to see who is going to finish first! Yeah!
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Let me delay the jokes a moment… two books! YAAAAAAY!
Now, twin book prams? Lots of disposable bookdiapers? Someone told me you were always safe to take a pack of babybook undershirts to a book shower. No one ever thinks of those.
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