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The Airship Also Rises Pre-Order!

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The crew of the Desire returns for one final, thrilling adventure.

Ever since Bea and the crew stole that box from the British Merchant ship, they’ve been drowning under enemies. The Brits, the Morlocks, and the man who started it all—their ex-employer.

However, Bea finally tracks him down and prepares for one final fight against the man who made their life hell. He’s got superior numbers and more weapons and wealth than she could dream up, while she’s got a threadbare crew running on grit and dreams alone. The crew of the Desire doesn’t stand a chance.

But Bea’s spent a lifetime defying the odds, and she and the crew will risk it all—their livelihood, their ship, and their lives, for the chance to fly the skies free once more.

Secrets will unravel and loyalties will be tested in the smoking conclusion of the Take to the Skies series.

Pre-order now!

If you haven’t read An Airship Named Desire (Book #1) or A Tale of Two Airships (Book #2) catch up before the final book releases!

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The Airship Also Rises Cover Reveal!

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The final Take to the Skies book has a cover!!!! The Airship Also Rises comes out August 17th, and the pre-order will be arriving soon! In the meantime, add it on Goodreads!

The crew of the Desire returns for one final, thrilling adventure.

Ever since Bea and the crew stole that box from the British Merchant ship, they’ve been drowning under enemies. The Brits, the Morlocks, and the man who started it all—their ex-employer.

However, Bea finally tracks him down and prepares for one final fight against the man who made their life hell. He’s got superior numbers and more weapons and wealth than she could dream up, while she’s got a threadbare crew running on grit and dreams alone. The crew of the Desire doesn’t stand a chance.

But Bea’s spent a lifetime defying the odds, and she and the crew will risk it all—their livelihood, their ship, and their lives, for the chance to fly the skies free once more.

Secrets will unravel and loyalties will be tested in the smoking conclusion of the Take to the Skies series.

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Weekly Word Count #127

Word Count: 13,336

What story I’m currently working on: The moral of this story is slow and steady wins the race. Rather than my normal binge efforts, I’ve been doing a steady pace of 1600 words a day since NaNo began, and it shows. I just hit 15k with The Airship Also Rises, and I’m moving forward at a steady speed, though I might have a couple rocky days ahead with general busy-ness. Omg guys. Writing Bea and the crew is just…my heart. The snark flies off the page. I could sit there and just write them arguing for 100 pages and be perfectly content.

What I’m editing/marketing: Since Captured Memories came out last month, I’ve got a wee break before Of Tinkers and Technomancers and A Reflection of Ice release! In the interim, I’m going to pound through Forged Decisions and get it sent in to my editor. By the time I report in next week, the book will be off! That’s a promise! (I’m really close) And my beta readers have started ripping apart Musketeer Pirates, so it’s perfect timing. Once I’m done with Forged Decisions, that also means I can start writing book three in the Tribal Spirits series, Forged Contracts.

Teaser of the week:

Wistful notes spoke of loneliness, as solitary as the final birdsong of autumn or the trill of summer_s last cicada before the wintry freeze.

Line of the week:

“You’re making a mistake,” said hapless bastard finally spoke up, his voice reedy and thin with fear. “If you try and turn me in, you’ll be making an enemy of the British crown.”

I couldn’t help it. I burst out laughing.

Every eye in the silent room stopped and stared at me as the laughs ripped from my throat, the deep, aching sort that welled up from the depths of my chest. Mordecai nudged the man forward down the aisle, closer and closer to Blackwind, entertaining a rueful grin of his own. Even Isabella let out a snort, a smile on her lips.

Out of anyone he could’ve threatened me with, the redcoats were the last on my list of concerns. They’d already taken our number the day we stole that Gods-damned box.

My shoulders still quaked as I wiped a couple tears from my eyes. “That ship’s already sailed, boy-o, but good of you for the heads up.”