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Weekly Word Count #107

Word Count: 2006

What story I’m working on: I know, I know, I have failed this city, rounding out the week with 7k on Forged Decisions. I did so much editing this week that there wasn’t much time for anything else. On top of that I’ve been a little aimless. I definitely need a new project to sink my teeth into and get the juices flowing so that I can keep on keeping on with Forged Decisions and The Airship Also Rises.

What I’m editing/marketing: EDITING LIKE A BOSS. SERIOUSLY. I’m in the final round of edits for Outlier Heir, my YA space opera, so woot!! Plus, fiddling around with marketing like a boss, since Waking for Winter’s release is going to come before I’m ready, lol.

Teaser of the week:

Alanna Carrington, head witch of the Philadelphia Coven, hurtled his way, and with her, trouble was a guarantee.

Line of the week:

“What if the owner’s a guy?” Finn teased. “Are you saying you want to flirt with him too?”

“Guy, girl, stick—I don’t care who you flirt with,” she responded. “Just get a pulse on who’s running the operation through their storefront.”

“I feel so used.” Finn smirked as he pulled in front of the general store, cleverly titled just that.

 

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Rising for Autumn is Out Tomorrow!

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Get the book on February 7th, here!

Crisis and danger have become second nature for Alanna Carrington. After all, as the boss of the Philadelphia Coven, she’s responsible for upholding the laws amongst the supernatural. Which means when the Order of the Serpent rears its ugly head, this time with the most powerful necromancer this city’s ever seen, she’s the one person who can keep Philly safe. Ex-Order djinn and now ally, Samuel Karim, happens to be the best-suited guy to help. Except he’s also the first man who’s stoked her interest in far too long, and ever since she commandeered the lamp he’s tethered to for safekeeping, he also hates her guts.

As the Order gathers the necromancers of her city and sparks a dangerous alliance, she finds herself working with Samuel Karim more and more. Hatred turns to passion, and when he exhibits a strength and compassion that breaks through her ironclad defenses, she finds herself falling deeper despite the complications between them. Yet with her city under siege and their lives on the line, the sharp desire between them erupts into the temptation to break their own rules, before the Order of the Serpent robs them of the chance permanently.

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Inspiration for Rising for Autumn

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Buckle up, guys. This is about to get personal.

So, back when I started writing the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles, I knew I wanted to write Alanna’s story. I mean, strong female leader of an entire Coven is right up my alley. And while characters like Jev who are loud, crude, and optimistic come naturally for me, I wanted to write a different sort of strength, the quiet, serious type. I’ve seen plenty of guys written that way, but not as many women in positions of leadership and what burdens they might bear. So from the start, this wasn’t going to be a lighthearted romp but would have a more serious bent to it. Since I’m a pantser, I never know what the story’s going to be about completely until I set about to writing it and inspiration leads the way.

And then, last year around this time, a friend of mine committed suicide.

As I was going through my own grief, I began to write Alanna’s story, working through some of that complex mesh of feelings through her character. They always say write what you know, right? Alanna was strong, the responsible one, and as a big sister, I could empathize with her a thousandfold. But worse than all the weight of the Coven depending on her, of all the deaths on her conscience, one hit her the most–when her brother took his life the year before. Through Alanna, I wove my way through my own tangle of feelings, and did my best to honor the memory of the friend who had passed. Of what he might’ve been feeling when he reached that crossroads.

Alanna and Sam’s story is one of two broken, guarded individuals finding a way to trust again. Finding a way to heal. They’ve both been doled terrible hands, and as they come together and coax each other out of their shells–well, their love was a beautiful thing to behold. Sam, the djinn who’s had control wrenched from him every time his lamp found a new owner, meets the biggest control freak of them all, Alanna. And if anyone can empathize with the powerlessness that dwells beneath that neuroses, it’s her. Even though real life often isn’t as kind, I needed the hope of a happy ending for these two, and in the end, that’s what I love about the romance genre the most.

To those who’ve contemplated suicide, who have hit that brink of desolation, this is my love letter of compassion. Please, reach out, even if it seems too much to bear. (National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255)

To those who have lost someone to suicide, my heart is with you.

To my friend Glenn, this story is for you.