Now that the Jelvia: Not Human series is finished, I keep catching myself thinking about it at odd moments. Not in a dramatic way. More in the sense of reaching for something that’s no longer there.
Six books is a long time to stay inside one world. Longer still when the story is built around memory, control, and people making choices they believe are right. Some of these characters have been with me through other books, other projects, and plenty of real life happening in the background. Finishing them wasn’t a rush of relief. It was quieter than that.
I’ve been asked whether there’ll be more Jelvia. There won’t be. The story reached the ending it needed, and carrying it on would have meant softening truths I wasn’t prepared to soften. That restraint mattered more to me than comfort.
That doesn’t mean I’m done writing. I already have the beginnings of something else, circling familiar ground from a different angle. It’s still rooted in memory and perception, but I’m letting it settle before deciding what it wants to be. I’ve learned to trust ideas that take their time.
Mostly, I’m grateful. To the readers who stayed with the series through its darker turns and didn’t need everything neatly resolved. To those who trusted me to finish it honestly, even when that meant sitting with discomfort.
If you’re new to the series, it starts with Holding Out for a Hero and follows its logic all the way to the end.
I didn’t give the characters the ending I wanted for them. I gave them the one their world allowed.
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