Hotel Indigo
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Who did Lucy need to learn most to take care of? It wasn’t her brother. It wasn’t her mother. It was herself.
Hotel Indigo isn’t a complex story, but I hope you found it a refreshing one. At heart, it’s about letting go. It’s about learning to trust. It’s about learning to stop taking care of everyone else all the time … and for once, to respect yourself enough to put yourself first.
Those are the lessons Marco would have to help Lucy to see.
And what happened from there?
Well, my friends … that was the magic.
So what happens from here?
In this book, you got to see more of Hunter Altman. Hunter is a character I’ve known for a while; he actually pre-dated the very first Aubrey Parker book. (Fun side note: Hunter was originally named Parker, but I put a Parker in Trevor’s Harem. When you have two Parkers from an author named Parker, shit gets confusing fast. So I changed it.)
My next book — called Almost Wrong — is Hunter’s.
Hunter’s book is a story of taboos. You got a feel for that taboo in this book, a little, but in Almost Wrong (look for a link to it before this author’s note), you’ll get the rest. Almost Wrong is already finished even as I write this note, so you won’t have to wait long for it. (And if you’re reading this after mid-October of 2016, you won’t have to wait at all.)
I already have the project after Almost Wrong lined up, too … and HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHIT is that a project to end all projects. I can’t say more yet, but the first book in that new series will hit in November of 2016. Your jaw is going to drop when you read it. You may not be able to pick your jaw back up. You may just have to walk around forever with your jaw hanging down. You’ll drool a lot that way, but it’ll be worth it.
You don’t want to miss that mystery project. I’m fucking serious. DON’T MISS IT. If you miss my November series, everyone will laugh at you. So be sure to join my email list so I can keep you apprised about it.
(My list is a fun place anyway. There are even pictures of my dogs in it.)
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So that’s it. Thanks for reading. You seriously rock. And I’m not just saying that. Readers who read my books and then actually read my rambling author’s notes are the best people ever, and I love each and every one of you.
Until next time.
- Aubrey