As I've said elsewhere the second book in the trilogy is racing towards its end, health issues as blogged on That's Life (http://eyeoftherobot.blogspot.com/) have settled, and left me feeling better than I have in years.
First some background: The trilogy began in Sept 1995 in Fort Collins, Colorado: as they say in the classics - it was long ago and far away.
I was there on holiday and to save a failing relationship; It didn't work out but the novel stuck and on my return, grew and grew and gradually morphed from a love triangle into fantasy trilogy. But it didn't happen overnight. I was then in the middle of decade of crisis, alone, jobless and with a recently deceased mother. So I opened a secondhand bookshop.
In 1966 when I started the Blackwood Writers Group my father had also passed on, the bookshop was failing and the few odd scribblings that became book one of the trilogy, languished in the bottom draw.
The group mostly SF writers reinvigorated me as they followed the well worn track to publication by writing short stories and 1997 saw some early success for almost all group members; enough by 1998 for a anthology to showcase our work. http://www.blackwoodwritersgroup.com/Tessellations/index.htm
By then my short stories were getting longer and longer and I decided to again tackle the novel. I like the space a novel gives to explore. It was about now that the story began morphing into the trilogy using a short piece that couldn't find a market as the prologue. This changed the Fantasy into SF.
I was about 10,000 thousand words in by 1999 when I met and married Felicity and we moved to Sydney for her work.in September of that year. My decade of disquiet was over. I worked full time on the novel. The first draft finished up at 163,000 thousand words. Here' a clip from the end of that draft.
The trails and trials of book two next post