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Weekly Word Count #150

Word Count: 4,341

What story I’m currently working on:

Weeeeell, I don’t know if you noticed my lack of update last week? That’s because I was in PARIS. An amazing goddamn trip. And while there, I got amazing news that changed the trajectory of what I’m working on! Captivating Melody, book one in my Discord’s Desire series, is now picked up by Evernight Publishing, which means book two is a go! I just started Hypnotizing Beat and got up to a thousand words in! Since I’ve gotten home, I also plunged back into Taking Root and got up to 14k into the book!

What I’m editing/marketing: Well now, I started submitting out A Card of Shadows, what I’ve been referring to as The Wanderers, so it’s currently the waiting game. While I wanted to dive back into the edits on Musketeer Pirates, the fae novella comes first, so I started putting a major dent into that! I also scheduled edits for June, so that puts me on a nice and solid timeline for it. In upcoming news, the other steampunk boxset I’m in, Gaslights and Graves, is available for pre-order and goes live next Tuesday!!! An important announcement too: on May 7th, Loose Id is going into official shutdown and will begin pulling books from retailers. If you want to get my Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series or Forged Alliances, this will be your only chance for some time.

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Teaser of the week:

_Each step forward offered a better view of the crystal walls ahead, the castle appearing like something out of a fairytale._.jpg

Line of the week:

A group of college age girls giggled from the other side of the bar, trying to flash him looks they deemed seductive. Trevor had received enough of them to become one jaded motherfucker. Unlike Jett and Ren who constantly whored themselves out, Trevor was a little more careful with who he took to bed. After all, no amount of energy he could siphon from a good fuck would fix the hopelessness that threatened to choke him every waking day. He spent his time waiting for the inevitable—to end up in that cell again.

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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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