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Weekly Word Count #102

Word Count: 10,002

What story I’m working on: Weeeehell now. I apparently surged ahead a lot quicker than anticipated with Cupid’s Cafe, because I’m now at 25k (with about 15k left to go!) If I can keep up this pace, the goal is to finish the rough draft by the end of May, which *may* (har har) in fact be doable! It’s a really intense story, but since it’s shorter, the plot already unfolded quite clearly and it should be an engaging ride.

What I’m editing/marketing: Oh my lord, I submerged myself in edits for Future King. Got through the content edits from my first beta reader, and now I’m kind of chilling at the moment while I wait on more crits to come in from other beta readers. I’ve got fine tuning edits to do at this point, since I tackled a LOT of content stuff. The story is hella fun though. As for marketing, I’ve begun firing things up for Waking for Winter since it’s less than two months away from release!

Teaser of the week:

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Line of the week:

“I think I’m quite capable of deciding what’s safe and not,” Liv argued, her grip tightening so hard around her mug it threatened to shatter. “And just because you’ve got access to someone’s personal details doesn’t mean you should dive right in. Folks deserve to share their secrets on their own accord.”

“Your judgment hasn’t always been sound,” Lex warned, that preachy big-brother tone in his voice. Tessa, who had been backing him up, whipped towards him, indignation written on her face.

Oh hell no.

Fury radiated through Liv in one fierce, sweeping torrent. Fury at what had happened to her back in college, fury at the way how so few treated her as normal the second they found out, and fury, endless fury at the blame that infiltrated even from her closest.

“You’re going to shut the hell up, now, Lex,” she said, her voice simmering at a deadly, even tone. “And you’re never again going to attempt to blame me, your younger sister, for what that monster did to me. If you can’t manage to treat me with the slightest modicum of respect, and if you can’t treat me as anything other than the goddamn victim I’m not, then I have no more use for you in my life.”

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Author:

I split my time writing and working my day job as a massage therapist. If it’s a creative pursuit though, chances are I’ve dabbled in it. Hell, I’ve played around with soapmaking, beer brewing, cupcake baking, tea blending and everything else under the midday sun. At the end of the day, my constant is always reading, writing and editing. I’m an Aries-Taurus cusp–which to any astrology buffs should tell you plenty. I hit the East Coast convention circuit pretty hard and chances are, you can find me vending for Solstice Brews while simultaneously promoting my books.

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