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Weekly Word Count: 4/10/19

Word Count: 5014

What story I’m currently working on:

Slower word count week again, but I’m making headway with A Thief’s Crusade, hitting 24k this week. I’ve already started deviating from the synopsis/plot I set up, because a pantser can’t stop pantsing just because an outline is in place. And so far, the cast is bright, vibrant, and buckets of fun. I’m really looking forward to getting to the meat of the heist later on as well as the emotional scenes. (I’m always looking forward to the emotional scenes)

What I’m editing/marketing:

Continuing to do the line edits on Forged Redemption while I await beta feedback so if I need to add in sections/change large things I can get right to it. Hopefully editing will be smoother than anticipated, even though I have the feeling I still need to pull out the stops a bit more at the ending, because series ending. And Forged Contracts came out yesterday, so if you haven’t gotten your copy, do that thing. On top of that, Forged Futures goes up for pre-order!!! And the other two pre-orders waiting to hit soon are Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul!

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Teaser of the week:

“Raven moaned at the sensations ripping through her, like the first splash of color on a monochrome canvas.”(2)

Currently listening to:

Line of the week:

Thanks, now I’m hard again. I don’t know how I’m supposed to face you in the morning without blushing.

            A grin spread on his lips, and warmth coiled in his chest.

Just keep thinking of all the filthy things I want to do to you. Guaranteed to help.  

Grif stared up at his blank ceiling, trying to ignore the stutter-start of his heart. He’d just come in from a long run, and a huge mess, so of course his heart would be racing like a maniac. Not like that explained the honeyed way the heat coursed through his veins, tingling down to his fingers and toes. His simple conversation with Dan had somehow leeched away some of the pounding necessity of his problems, cast them off the shore to sink into the ocean.

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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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