Word Count: 20460
What story I’m currently working on:
So, this is two weeks of wordage, since apparently I missed last week’s update! As you can see, I’m going steady with NaNoWriMo, though my original plan got tweaked a bit. I had planned on throwing the entirety of NaNo into Tempting Ballad, but I decided to rework the end concept of the book and the following one so that I don’t need an in between novella. Yet that means Tempting Ballad is probably going to be 10k longer than planned, so I’m going to give myself a little extra time on that one. Besides, Whitfield #2 has a due date for early next year, so I’m better off trying to get the 30-40k novella finished in November and then continuing on at a reasonable clip with Tempting Ballad. Currently I’m at 12k in Of Coppers and Cracksmen, and 30k in Tempting Ballad.
What I’m editing/marketing:
So I’ve gotten most of the feedback for Dungeons and Dating, and I’m actually through a lot of the line by line edits. My goal is to have this book ready for submission by early December (ideally by PitMad). I’m also going to use PitMad as my litmus test for if it’s time to move on to sending A Thief’s Crusade out to publishers. After all, Scrying for Summer and Captured Memories came out last week and they were my last releases for 2019. Next year the only ones I’ve got officially in the book are Rising for Autumn and Waking for Winter. Which means I’ve got to get writing!
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The satiation flooding his bones was something new, a quieting he’d only ever felt around this man. Renn lifted a finger to trail down Kincaid’s chest, those marbled pecs glistening with sweat.
“Don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got,” Renn murmured, needing to distract himself from the way those feelings sunk claws into him. He met Kincaid’s eyes with a cocky grin.
Leo shook his head, a grin spreading wide enough to reveal his fangs. “I thought you knew me better than that.” He sank back down and pressed a kiss on his lips again. When he pulled back, he murmured against his mouth. “We’ve got all night, gorgeous.”