In December 2011, quite unexpectedly, Craig started writing a second book about Edward Stanton, the lovable character at the center of his much-acclaimed debut, 600 Hours of Edward.
In April 2013, just a few months after the first Edward book was introduced to a whole new audience thanks to its acquisition by Lake Union Publishing, Edward Adrift came forth into the waiting arms of readers eager to see him again.
The story picks up three years after the end of the first book. Edward, now forty-two, has lost his job. His trusted therapist has retired. His best friends have moved away. And even his nightly ritual of watching Dragnet reruns has been disrupted. All of this change has left Edward, who lives his life on a rigid schedule, completely flummoxed.
But when his friend Donna calls with news that her son Kyle is in trouble, Edward leaves his comfort zone in Billings, Montana, and drives to visit them in Boise, Idaho, where he discovers Kyle has morphed from a sweet kid into a sullen adolescent. Inspired by dreams of the past, Edward goes against his routine and decides to drive to a small town in Colorado where he once spent a summer with his father—bringing Kyle along as his road trip companion. The two argue about football and music along the way, and amid their misadventures, they meet an eccentric motel owner who just might be the love of Edward’s sheltered life—if only he can let her.
The new book has been a best-seller in the United States and Europe, and a German edition is coming soon.
About the book
Publication date: April 9th, 2013
Publisher: Lake Union Publishing
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Praise for the book
“Edward Stanton is one of the more distinct and interesting characters you’ll encounter in contemporary fiction, and it’s never dull accompanying him. Edward Adrift, like 600 Hours before it, is such a well-written, big-hearted book that its pages fly by and will leave its readers no doubt hoping for a trilogy.”—Billings Gazette
“Mr. Lancaster has triumphed again. With remarkable speed, he has made himself into one of Montana’s most important writers.”—The Billings Outpost
“Edward Adrift is that rarest of things: a sequel that is actually better than its predecessor.”—David Abrams, author of Fobbit
What the author says
This essay originally appeared in the Kindle Post on the day Edward Adrift was released.
Three novels into my career, I’ve learned to never say “never.” OK, that’s not true: I’m reasonably certain I’ll never write about wereferrets. This isn’t a snobbery thing. This is an I-don’t-have-anything-to-add-to-the-conversation-if-in-fact-there-even-is-a-conversation thing. But wereferrets aside, I’ll never say never.
When I finished my first novel, 600 Hours of Edward, several years ago, I figured it for a one-off. I’d explored a character, Edward Stanton, and I’d told the story I was compelled to tell. When people asked if I was planning another book about Edward, I’d scoff and say, “No chance.”
So. Yeah. Meet Edward Adrift, my third novel and the continuation of Edward’s story. Apparently there was a chance after all.
Look, my intentions were good. I think my aversion to second installments can be traced to what happened to one of my favorite childhood movies, Rocky. Yes, it was about a boxer, a palooka of sorts, but it was so much more than that. It was a story of rising above, of finding the best version of ourselves, of not settling. Whether Rocky Balboa won or lost was hardly the point. Then came Rocky II (meh). And III (which I did enjoy). And IV (which I did not). And V (which is best forgotten by everyone). Finally, with Rocky Balboa, the franchise was restored to its original glory, but look at the damage done in between. I didn’t want that for Edward.
One thing I didn’t count on was how much Edward would be loved by those who read the first book. I heard from these folks by email, at book club gatherings, at library talks. Inevitably, they’d ask: “What’s Edward doing now?” It became impossible for me to ignore that question, and once I started thinking about it, the seedlings for a new story began sprouting. In time, I was compelled back to my writing desk by the same impulses that sent me there in the first place.
So now I’m eagerly awaiting responses to the new book and preparing to answer another inevitable question: “Will there be a third Edward book?”
I have many possible answers at hand. I can tell people that I don’t know. That I can’t imagine where his story goes from here (and right now, at this short distance, I can’t—just as I couldn’t after the first book). That I have no plans.
The only thing I can’t say is never. I’ve learned my lesson.