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Weekly Word Count #158

Word Count: 1346

What story I’m currently working on:

What’s with the pitiful word count, Kat? I know, seriously, I suck. But it’s because I’ve been in editing overdrive mode. I kinda just want to get something off my plate because balancing 4 books (2 writing and 2 editing) is stupid. But I made it to 11k with Hypnotizing Beat and I’m starting to vibe with the book again, so yay. Plus, once I get another project off my plate, I might try writing both Hypnotizing Beat and Forged Contracts at the same time. I really miss my Red Rock Pack ❤

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’ve got more news, guys! Soul Mate just picked up book two in my Coven Chronicles series, so the only books still homeless are 3 and 4. I’m prepping the synopsis for submission as we speak. Also, Captivating Melody is OUT, so grab your copy today! So, if I wasn’t writing this week, what was I doing? Not taking it easy, lol. I have been throwing myself full force into these edits, and I was originally hoping to finish them today, but it looks more like I’ll finish up with them at least by check-in next week. So that will be awesome. I put Musketeer Pirates in the editing backseat at the moment, but it’s still on my docket and I’m still working on it slowly and steadily. If you’re waiting for Colors of a Soul, my Little Mermaid retelling, pre-order Legends of the Veil!

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Teaser of the week:

And those poor miserable bastards had invited Discord_s Desire to play a gig at their hoity toity soiree. A grin spread on his face. “Let_s go inject some life into this cemetery p

Line of the week:

“If you keep burning the midnight aisle like this, I’m going to dub you the Ghost of Guitarist’s Past,” Ky set to yanking down the window behind the seats. Even though they’d parked in a dump of a lot with a bunch of beater vehicles and sketch neighbors, those desperate neons from the strip still tried their damndest to cut through the early morning grey.

“Who can sleep with the way you and Liz go at it?” Trevor muttered, reaching for one of Ren’s crumpled shirts he left strewn all through the floor of the RV. Trevor tossed it to Kieran. “Do us a favor and cover yourself up. The adoring fans aren’t here to see the show.”

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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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