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Weekly Word Count: 5/23/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, my pace ground to a halt this week! I had a three day convention to vend at, and then when I returned on Monday, I was in full edits mode, which left zero time for working on the new story. On top of all of that, I had a release both Friday and Tuesday, so any hope of getting new wordage out was flushed down the toilet. However, hopefully by Monday at the latest, I’ll be back into the swing of things and pounding out the words. I’m in the last sector of this book.

What I’m editing/marketing:

So, I’m fully committed to getting Forged Redemption done. I make the vow now that by next week’s check-in, I’ll have the book finished and turned in to my editor. (That’s how freaking close I am) It’s what I’m working on all day today. On top of that, Forged Contracts is still on sale for 99 cents, and Forged Futures is now live! If you haven’t nabbed Tales from the Skies yet, it’s available for only 99 cents! More news on the agenda includes Hypnotizing Beat, book 2 in my Discord’s Desire series is going to be coming out before the end of the month, potentially May 29th! And if you haven’t nabbed Color of a Soul yet, it comes out June 3rd, and Hunting for Spring and Taking Root will be coming out the following month in July!

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Teaser of the week:

“She was two steps from vomiting on the lawn, yet here she stood sounding like a homicidal maniac.”

Currently listening to:

Line of the week:

“Wait,” Grif said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. Dan stilled, soaking in the heat from his palm.

“Tuesday is the day I lost them. Ever since then, I’ve never done a job on that day.”

Well, shit. Dan didn’t need to ask who ‘they’ were. He’d seen the shattered glass pain in Grif’s eyes at the mention of his murdered parents. He’d heard the acid edge to his tone when he talked about what had happened to them. Dan reached up to rest his hand over Grif’s, and he squeezed tight. Those words, faint, exposed, and wholly real, gave his heart a violent tug. If he wasn’t careful, he might tumble headfirst for this man.

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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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