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Weekly Word Count #136

Word Count: 16, 356

What story I’m currently working on: So….like I said, I keep my promises. The Airship Also Rises is FINISHED, and I am so, so thrilled. I powered through last Friday and just blazed my way through the ending. The words were magic, the ending was beautiful, and everything laid out the way I hoped it would. When I finished, I burst out into tears, because even though I slogged through this final book and whined a lot in the process, I love those characters, and it was so gratifying and beautiful to complete their circle.

Aaaaand, I did end up charging forward with the Wanderers story. It’s like crack to me right now. Unlike Airship where I was fighting for every word, these are just pouring out of me. It’s exactly what I need to be writing right now, and I’ve already hit 7k.

What I’m editing/marketing: Still waiting on all of the things. I’ve sent out so many submissions my head is spinning, so it’s a waiting game. I’m also waiting on the line edits for A Reflection of Ice, but in the meanwhile, I’m starting in on the marketing game for the Gaslights and Graves boxset. It’s so much fun working with all of these talented authors, and I’m definitely gearing up for this release. On another note, I also got in on a fae related boxset for later in the year, so you’ll have another new fae story to look forward to. I’ve got an interesting one bouncing around my brainbox.

Teaser of the week:

“They shot one of ours.” The lines deepened around his grey eyes. “I’d waste the whole army for spilling a drop of my crew’s blood.”(1).jpg

Line of the week:

“Not coincidence,” was all Maeve said, which didn’t help in the slightest. What made it worse is that Bree agreed. And Bree had made it a point to disagree with her sister any chance she got. But the truth was as brazen as this autumn air. Mom still wasn’t home, and a wraith was on the prowl. Growing up among the Wanderers taught you early on that everything was connected, from stubbing your toe on the kitchen table one morning to finding out a rash of murders spread across Philly. Bree was a firm believer, and right now, that belief settled in her gut like acid.

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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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