When a trilogy becomes a quartet. Or more…

I’ve known for a while that the Scent of Freedom was only the end of that particular story. It wasn’t the end of the story. I always wanted to write more about the Hunters, so I wasn’t surprised when the idea came to me for another Hunter, sent through to the human realm on a mission for her queen. This Hunter’s story was rather long, her search for self-continuing across, as I thought, three books.

Well, actually, to be honest, at first I thought it would be one book. I mean, it’s only demons, right? How much trouble can they be?

Quite a bit, as it happens. So things don’t turn out quite the way any of us planned in the first book and I thought, okay then, three books. Three will do it. It’s a trilogy. It’s a nice, well-known number of books for a story to fit into.

Which was working perfectly well up to yesterday when a discussion with my sweetie about stuff that would happen in these books, particularly the third one, threw an almighty spanner in the works which necessitated the introduction of another book.

So it’s not a trilogy anymore. It’s a quartet. And since I started looking at what happens in that book, the more I’m wondering if it won’t become a…quintet(?). For crying out loud. Is it so hard for the story to just stay the story?

*glares at the story*

*story fluffs its hair and assumes the educational pose*

Well, no, says the story, but it’s not my fault that you just didn’t realize how big this story actually is. It was always going to be five books. It just took you a while to realize it. And really, if you’d been paying attention you’d have realized this a long time ago and wouldn’t now be whining about it. So it’s all your own fault, really.

Yeah. Thanks. *headdesk*