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Weekly Word Count #42

Word Count: 4,000

What story I’m working on: Night Awakens (Just hit one of the OH SHIT parts!)

What I’m editing/marketing: A Tale of Two Airships, and I’m trucking along!

Line of the week:

“My best friend was sparkles and sunshine, the light to my darkness, and the one hope I had for anything good in this life. And my sister had managed to destroy her life as well.”

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The Smexy Blog Hop and Giveaway!

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Smexy Excerpt:

Brenna’s rolled-up sleeves exposed more of her creamy skin, even though she’d buttoned the shirt to hide the burnt holes on her white tank. She sat slouched to the side, and her legs twined along the couch, as if she’d conquered her surroundings. The way she leaned made her sloping curves more pronounced, and Conor couldn’t help following the trail up to her ripe lips. He stirred below at the thought of those long legs wrapped around his waist, and her ample breasts pressed against him.

The woman was wild, and not the kind you placed an arm around or sought to capture. She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wake. He froze as her eyes met his—caught staring.

However, as the tension settled between them, he found he couldn’t look away, nor did she. Her blue eyes sparked crystalline with interest as her gaze swept over him. Heat flushed through him under her scrutiny, and he hardened at once. The crisp ozone of an oncoming storm settled over them, and her scent seized him with longing, strong and sudden. Her breaths came out heavier, each one with a promise, and the languid blink of her long lashes only enhanced his arousal. He found himself drawn in like a sailor lured to sea, despite the dangers of the wild, untamable woman before him.

Adrenaline trickled through him and traveled down. He leaned forward, but before he could seize control, she rushed in like an onslaught.

Her lips pressed against his, and the motion sparked such a strong surge, he almost backed away. Instead, he pushed forward, twining his fingers through her dark, tangled hair and returning the kiss with full fervor. She fought with ferocity, and her nails curled into his shoulder as she bit down on his lip. Conor Malone wasn’t one to shirk from a fight, though, and he returned her intensity, shoving her down on the couch as his lips found hers again and again.

Heat swelled through him, intoxicating his brain. He slipped a hand up into her shirt to brush against her waist, the skin soft as cream and begging to be tasted. A moan escaped her lips at the touch, and she wrapped her legs around his. He kissed her lower, along her neck, and she responded in turn as those delicate fingertips explored his chest, seizing on his belt. Her grip made him even harder. He claimed her mouth again, darting his tongue in to deepen the kiss as he continued pressing her against the couch. The scorching blaze from their bodies purged any rational thought from his mind.

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Blurb:

Hunters are a lonely breed, and Conor’s no exception–until he meets Brenna. Even though she slinks in unannounced and kills the wight he’s hunting down, and he should be backing carefully away, he can’t get her blinding smile or gorgeous curves off his mind. The girl’s a mystery he can’t resist, so since they’re both after the same caster who’s unleashing these monsters, he suggests teaming up. Despite her initial reluctance, Brenna joins Conor’s quest and soon the wights aren’t the only thing the lusty lady is hunting down.

He’s happy enough to satisfy her hungers, though he wishes she’d give him a few answers with her kisses. Soon enough he learns her secrets have repercussions. Faster than Conor can lift his Glock, he’s drawn into a web of kidnappings and Unseelie mischief, and it’s all concealing the machinations of a darker foe–one determined to bring Philly and the two hunters to ruin.

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Weekly Word Count #41

Word Count: 5,285

What story I’m working on: Night Awakens, and I’m nearing the 50k mark! Which means shit will need to hit the fan pronto. WOOO.

What I’m editing/marketing: Submitting the Iron Legacy and Reflection of Ice, editing A Tale of Two Airships, and Scrying for Summer is getting rave feedback out with beta-readers at the moment!

Line of the week:

Up above was a sky full of glitter and tufts of charcoal clouds that seemed so distant from the brick splintering the ground down below and the increasing pool of red staining the asphalt. Detached from the shithole hell we’d created for ourselves.

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Vote for Soul Solution!

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My paranormal romance novella got nominated for the Reader’s Choice Awards over at The Romance Reviews, which I’m super stoked about! It needs 50 nominations before the end of March to make it to the next round though! If anyone could take a half second to follow the link and click the nominate button, I will supply an endless amount of cat pictures! (Okay, so maybe I do that anyway…)

Go here for unicorns and to bring joy to my little authorly heart: Soul Solution Nomination

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Weekly Word Count #40

Word Count: 6,117

What story I’m working on: Back to Night Awakens, my lovelies! It was a little tricksy to get back in the groove mid-story, but I have some different, better perspective I’m working with right now.

What I’m editing/marketing: A Tale of Two Airships–getting hard into the content edits of this one now. Slow going, like content edits always are for me, but I’m plugging away. I will say, it’s making me more and more excited to release it later this year. And I just started shipping Scrying for Summer off to the beta-readers. Not going to lie, the feedback I’m getting so far has me hella excited.

Line of the week:

“Wouldn’t dare,” he said with a smirk. “Cute attempt at a cover up earlier too.” He strode out of my kitchen and made his way to the door. “We both know you don’t give a goddamn about following orders for your team. You didn’t want her to kill me because you liiike me.”

Infuriating. Presumptuous. Pompous. Ass.

 

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Updates in the Writing-Sphere

Here it is, folks, 2016. And like any year, I’ve got plans, grand plans. However, if you’re me, all of those plans get tangled up in your head way too fast, and then I write a thousand lists on a thousand scraps of paper. That doesn’t tell any of you jack though, so here’s what’s on the horizon for this year.

Audio Books:

Stolen Petals and An Airship Named Desire will be coming out in audio book format thanks to the talents of Sally Rouge! Both of these will be available for order before the end of the year!

Novels coming out:

Right now, the only guarantee is A Tale of Two Airships, the second book in the Take to the Skies series. It’s hella fun, and I can’t wait to share it with you all.

I’ll be trying my damndest on getting Scrying for Summer published, but of course that’ll all depend on how well Hunting for Spring does. If you want this sequel as badly as I do, please, please, please show your support for Hunting for Spring. Leave a review, buy a copy, tell your friends!

And then there’s the unfortunate news about Jupiter Gardens Press shutting down. On the sad side of things, it always sucks to see another press go. On the positive, I get my rights back on April 30th, and I’m hiring a cover artist to put a brand new cover on this thing for the re-release.

Currently Writing/Submitting:

Still trying to find a home for my dark fantasy novella, Reflections of Ice. To be fair, I’m also just still waiting on responses from submissions.

On the Iron Legacy front, I’m trying to find an agent, so cross your fingers and toes for me.

Apart from that, my plan is to finish writing Night Awakens and then launch into more Airship stuff. It might be another romance novella set in the same universe like Stolen Petals, or it might be the third book, that’ll depend on what I’m jiving with when the time comes. Either way, after that, of course I’ll begin working on the third book.

Questions, comments, suggestions? What’s everyone most excited for this year?

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Loss, Life, and That Other Stuff

A little over a week ago, my husband and I lost a close friend of ours.

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To be honest, I keep getting stuck there. I’ve been running on autopilot–working, interacting, swapping the normal bullshit, and hell, I’ve even been able to laugh. Don’t get me wrong, there were the breakdowns and the tears too, but they’re random and hit all of a sudden. Usually over the weirdest stuff too. We held a sweet, small sort of memorial on Saturday at midnight, where the old cinema used to be where he and my husband did Rocky Horror for so long. It was a sad but wonderful way to honor him and I thought it had given me closure. I’ll be honest, I’m pretty new to this close loss thing, so I’m kind of just stumbling forward and blindly groping ahead.

Tonight I realized it still has me in its grips in a very real way. I’ve got wonderful friends and amazing family, but I just feel so detached right now. My emotions have been flayed and the reality is that attaching again is work that I’m just not capable of right now. Maybe I’ve been ignoring or jumping over thoughts of the loss because it’s easier, but even though it’s not someone we saw every day, he was still a dear friend. And even though I thought I was okay, loss leaves marks.

Which leads to the living part of things–that neverending battle I call my writing career. Don’t get wrong, I’m still writing, editing, and submitting. That’s my job and to be honest, I can still plunge back in. However, I wasn’t prepared for the hurdles right now. Slowness. Lack of sales. Rejections. And worse? This month has been the herald of indie presses closing. Friends of mine had announced that Three Worlds Press was closing, and then one of the big whammies hit for other friends, Samhain Publishing closing. I didn’t have anything with either of those presses, but then the inevitable came–Jupiter Gardens Press announced that they’ll be shutting down as well, and they had published my YA dystopian, Snatched.

‘No worries,’ I said. ‘I’ll just re-publish it on my own. It’ll be great!’ And genuinely, I guess I was feeling hopeful, or just choking on my own bravado. It wasn’t until a day later when the reality sucker punched me. It’s not that I can’t do something with it–it’s the loss of a publisher who believed in me enough to publish my book. It’s the way I feel about all of my publishers who took a chance on me. There’s a power in that advocacy that might not be omnipresent in my mind, but times like these I really understand how much it means to have someone in your corner.

Despite my detachment and despite the numb, I haven’t lost my gratitude. That’s something I fight to keep evident in my life. So today, I’m number one most grateful for my husband who’s beyond amazing. I’m grateful for the support that I have in friends and family, and for my readers who bring me so much joy and keep me in this writing game. And I’m grateful for my publishers and editors, those who chose to take a chance on me in the first place. Love all of you, so damn much.