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Weekly Word Count: 1/15/20

Word Count: 6043

What story I’m currently working on:

And I’m slowly continuing to increase the wordage! While not a knock it out of the park week, I’m back to steadily writing, which is a joy and relief. Through December and early January, I was wondering if I’d lost my mojo. But I’ve passed the midway point of this book and I’m getting closer and closer to a conclusion–which if my nebulous bullet points turn out the way I want them to might be a rip-roaring end.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I still have Saving Throw and A Thief’s Crusade in limbo where they’re just spinning in circles for awhile. My goal for this year with them is to have answers for you of where they’re going (hopefully out in the world, because I love both books so much!). However, I realized it’s okay for those to take time, since again, they begin two new series. Even though Eros Tales is on pause, I’m still going to continue writing that series until I have all five books ready for a lightning release in 2024. And after I finish Tempting Ballad, both Whitfield Files and Discord’s Desire will only have one book left in both series! GOALS!

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Teaser of the week:

“Mislabeled the sign,” a cocky voice called from the door. “Should read ‘Doggie Daycare_ with the amount of pups packed into this place.” The man_s eyes twinkled with his l

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Leo leaned back, digging his elbows into the mattress. He looked up at Renn, and the moment their eyes met, Renn’s breath snagged. That gaze flickered with a yearning strong enough to set a city ablaze. Like he could even hope to fight against the surge in his chest in response, the sharp twist of longing that made it difficult to think, to reason, to breathe.

Renn hadn’t said anything while Leo talked. What could he say? Most words during his worst times just made him want to punch people in the face. However, as he straddled Leo and their gazes refused to budge, the words reached his lips at last.

“Let me take care of you tonight,” Renn murmured, the softness in his voice this foreign thing, like he wasn’t the one speaking.

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Weekly Word Count: 1/8/20

Word Count: 5493

What story I’m currently working on:

I hit 41k in Tempting Ballad, so already in a week I’m picking up speed. I’m hoping to at least reach 70k or finish the book by the end of the month, which I think would be doable. The plot is starting to unfold and I’m finally passing the big midway twist, but I think this book is going to be longer than the last since I’ve got some bridging to do to get the overplot where it needs to be for the next novel.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Saving Throw and A Thief’s Crusade are in limbo and will probably continue to be for the first half of the year since they’re out on varying levels of submission. Once I get homes for those though, it’ll start up two brand new series, so I’m going to spend a lot of this year trying to finish up pre-existing series. (Looking at you, Whitfield Files and Discord’s Desire) I finished edits on Of Coppers and Cracksmen and got offered the contract, so next on the agenda for that series is the final book, Of Alchemists and Arsonists!

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Teaser of the week:

“Hope you enjoy the show then, darling.” Heat flickered in his amber eyes, and his lowered voice made the implication quite clear.

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“Besides,” Leo cut in, resting a hand on his shoulder. The heavy weight felt grounding in a way Renn wasn’t used to. “I’m simply enjoying a stroll through the marketplace with my lover and my business associate. The warning to the King of the hunter’s attack came from an alternate source. With all the King’s fighters crowded in there and ready to rip heads, I can’t afford to be tied to anything.”

Renn shot him the side-eye. “Like you’d ever be willing to get tied to anything.”

“That’s your kink, not mine, sweetheart,” Leo purred, that gravel voice coursing right through him like pure sex.

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Weekly Word Count: 12/18/19

Word Count: 1324

What story I’m currently working on:

So, I did the first baby step into continuing Tempting Ballad, getting it up to 33k. I’ll be continuing it tomorrow and I’m hoping to just get 10k further into the book by the end of the year, which seems like a doable goal. I hope so at least, because I want to have that book ready to come out next year.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Saving Throw and A Thief’s Crusade are out on submission, so hopefully that can lead to decent things down the line, but all of that is going to take time. Post the holidays I should be getting back to the book grind more heavily, including finishing up Of Coppers and Cracksmen to get it to the publisher. That means in 2020 I’ve got to be writing Of Alchemists and Arsonists too, which should be an interesting final jaunt in this odd, steampunky universe.

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Teaser of the week:

“Mordecai snorted. “Surely, I thought you_d invite the chaos on board and offer it tea.”

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Line of the week:

Of course, the assholes sent a barrage of texts but no actual explanation why they were having a band meeting in the RV. He’d gotten a dozen or so eggplant emojis in his inbox too, thanks to Ky and Danica. Apart from salacious details on the mind-melting sex with Leo Kincaid he’d overshare to his bandmates, any other thoughts on the man were locked away, even from himself. The lingering warmth in his chest as he finished off the scone begged to differ, but he’d become a vet at ignoring pesky emotions.

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Weekly Word Count: 12/13/19

Word Count: A lot

What story I’m currently working on:

Oh damn, I am WAY behind! Like an entire month of missed word count updates! So, funny enough, from a month ago, I’ve only gotten 2k ahead in Tempting Ballad–to 32k, because I completely switched gears. Not only did I finish out Of Coppers and Cracksmen for NaNoWriMo at 40k, but I also wrote and submitted a 4500 word short story to Totally Bound which will be a free read, a short sexy scene from Tribal Spirits. Life has clearly been insane, but I’m still trucking! Next week onward, I’m going to get back on track with Tempting Ballad.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, Dungeons and Dating not only has a title, Saving Throw, but it’s also out on submission to a bunch of places. I also began the onslaught of submissions for A Thief’s Crusade, so fingers crossed. It’s been a bit since I’ve gone through the submission mill, which is always an excruciating experience. I’m done with releases this year, but the only two I have on the books for next year are Rising for Autumn and Waking for Winter. However, on the positive, I’ve got Of Coppers and Cracksmen most of the way finished and will get that submitted before the year’s end!

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Teaser of the week:

Her mouth curled into a sensual smile, and her hazel eyes glowed with the challenge. “Do your worst, Finn Kelly.”

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Line of the week:

Even if Leo had fast grown far more attached than he’d ever given himself permission to. Renn Cantrell wasn’t just a pretty face with a talent for drums and a lithe body made for sex. The man’s dedication struck a chord in him, how he’d defy his flesh and blood and sacrifice so much to keep searching for his sister, even after all these years. After all, he’d done and would continue to do the same for those precious few he truly loved.

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Weekly Word Count: 10/30/19

Word Count: 1344

What story I’m currently working on:

I got a little bit of Tempting Ballad worked on and then I also wrote a paragraph in Whitfield Files #2, though I didn’t get nearly as much worked on as I hoped for in launching back into writing. I’m planning on going full force for NaNo in November, so maybe I can make up for lost time then. I didn’t plan on this whole getting sick thing, which has wiped me out half of the week.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I started diving into content edits of Dungeons and Dating, did some line edits on it, so pretty much all I’ll need to do are final content edits and the big vibrancy, cliche, and grammatical passes. I’m thinking I’ll be done by the end of the year, which is all sorts of excite. Currently, I have A Thief’s Crusade out on submission, but if I don’t have any luck by December, I’m going to start submitting to more publishers. I really want the Outlaws series to come out for you guys next year. Also, Color of a Soul is now available in audio, and next week both Scrying for Summer and Captured Memories come out!

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Teaser of the week:

“Trevor had lived a long time, but he hadn’t dared believe he’d ever see the stripped down and unplugged version of Danica Maslanka.”

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Line of the week:

Renn rolled his eyes. “All work and no play makes Leo a pent-up boy.” He knew the man had a one-track mind for his goals in the same way he had a one-track mind for sex. “So far, you haven’t come close to meeting my sex drive’s requirements. I can always pop off for a snack on the side.” He knew he was goading the man on, but damn was it fun.

A growl came from Kincaid’s lips, and he rose from what he was doing to stalk over in his direction. Those hands gripped his wrists like iron and all Kincaid needed to give was the slightest shove for him to fall back onto the bed. Renn’s grin widened.

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Weekly Word Count: 10/24/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

I wrote way too much last week, so this week you get NOTHING. Seriously though, it’s all about balance. To write that much in a week means I’ve got to push other things to the back burner, and the next book on my agenda is getting back to Tempting Ballad. I’d say I’m excited to get back to it, but I’ve got a LOT to figure out. I’m going to try to set some groundwork before next week when NaNo starts.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, I sent out my Dungeons and Dating book to beta readers, and then I also did a round of line edits on it to smooth things out before I do contents and then go line by line to add depth/eliminate cliches. Color of a Soul should be out in audio book any day now, which is exciting. I’ve got Hallowread this weekend, so I’ll be selling books there, which means bustling around for last minute scraps to put at my table. If you missed the news, Scrying for Summer is up for pre-order! And coming out the day before that is Captured Memories, the third book in the Cupid’s Cafe series!

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Teaser of the week:

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“Are you coming back to the RV?” Liz asked. She cast a glance to the door. “We’re currently parked in a lot up the street for convenience.” Renn’s shoulders tensed again, almost imperceptible, but after spending some time in close quarters with him, those slight signals were becoming all the easier to read.

“Or, alternately, you could enjoy some privacy,” Kincaid stepped in. “I’m sure a few rooms have opened up by now. I’ll book them if you say the word.” Waking up with Renn in his bed this morning had offered a brush of relief when he needed it the most. There was something to be said about waking up with another person beside you, something about the proximity that made the world feel a little less lonely. And he’d been feeling lonely for a long time.

“Oh fuck yes,” Danica breathed. “Sorry, guys, but I’d like some time where I don’t have to try and keep quiet because Liz and Kieran are bunked right above us.”

Liz shrugged. “If you’re paying, I wouldn’t say no to some alone time.”

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Weekly Word Count: 10/16/19

Word Count: 23101

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, this was one of the best damn writing weeks I’ve probably had all year. That’s a superhuman word count, possible only because I REALLY wanted to write the sexy bits. Because of that, I fucking FINISHED the first book in my Dungeons and Dating series at 70k. Holy jeez, what a roller coaster. That book was such a fun one to write and made me really miss San Francisco. I loved that city a lot when we visited in 2013.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Apart from reviewing the audio files for Color of a Soul, I did little else in terms of editing my own junk, mostly because I was rocking through Dungeons and Dating. However, Color of a Soul IS heading to retail, so I’ll be announcing that any day now. Also, Scrying for Summer is up for pre-order! The other book on pre-order that’s coming out a day earlier is Captured Memories. If somehow you missed out on my bold and beautiful Tribal Spirits series, check out Forged Alliances, the first book in the series, for only 99 cents! (and the rest of the series on Kindle Unlimited for a LIMITED time only!)

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Teaser of the week:

“Lana intertwined her fingers through his. “That’s all we can ever do. Try,” she responded, her voice hushed. “Try to hold on to those moments that flicker like candlelight with the people we care about. You and I bo

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“You say that now,” Mel teased. “But what happens when I accidentally track mud through the house because I’m a mess? Or worse, order pizza with mushrooms?”

Roxie levelled a look at her. “I’ll pick the mushrooms off, dumbass. And I’m perfectly capable of pointing out your mud prints—though realistically, you’ll never be as much of a mess as Bel.”

“Dumbass?” Mel said, clutching her chest even as her eyes crinkled with how hard she grinned. “Look at these beautiful names my girlfriend calls me.”