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Weekly Word Count: 5/10/19

Word Count: 1072

What story I’m currently working on:

Post vacation some life things cropped up, making my normal writing schedule an impossibility, so I settled for at least getting some done yesterday. I managed to get to 48k in A Thief’s Crusade, and I’m still hoping I’ll be able to work my way back up into finishing this book before the end of the month. If not though, I’d be perfectly happy to finish it in June.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’m pushing hard on Forged Redemption. Priority-wise, it’s feeling more important to get this turned in before the end of the month than getting the other book written, especially with Forged Futures coming out on May 21st. The edits are going pretty smoothly so far, and it’s been easy to integrate the necessary changes I needed to make. If you haven’t gotten to catch up on Tribal Spirits yet, don’t forget to nab Forged Contracts while it’s only 99 cents! Forged Futures is up for pre-order too, and I can’t wait to see what people think of that book. On May 17th, Tales from the Skies comes out, and Color of a Soul comes out June 3rd, while Hunting for Spring just went up for pre-order, which will be coming out July 17th!

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Teaser of the week:

“Raven moaned at the sensations ripping through her, like the first splash of color on a monochrome canvas.”(1)

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Line of the week:

“Bed. Now,” Grif commanded, grabbing Dan’s wrist and dragging him forward.

“Anyone ever tell you that you’re bossy?” Dan murmured, his eyes flashing with mischief. The wry grin on his lips was one that Grif wanted to capture with his mouth.

“I’ll spank your ass for that one,” Grif muttered, closing the distance to the balcony door in a couple quick strides.

“Promises, promises,” Dan responded. His tongue traced his lips in a slow, sensual way that made Grif want to just slam him against a wall and take him here.

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Weekly Word Count: 5/3/19

Word Count: 6322

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, before my week hiatus, I ended up getting to 47k in A Thief’s Crusade! This weekly update is coming late because I just got back in from Iceland, and the next update will probably be fairly low word count-wise, since I’ve got a lot going on, and I’ve got to get back into the groove of the book! I did do a lot of reading over my vacation, so here’s hoping that some of those beautiful words will rub off on the big final section of the book. I’m only really anticipating about 30k more in this novel!

What I’m editing/marketing:

Now that I’m back, it’ll be time to dive into Forged Redemption pretty hardcore! The goal is to get this book turned in before book 4 comes out. Let’s hope that pans out. There’s a killer sale for Forged Contracts right now, since the book just came out, yet it’s already on sale for 99 cents in preparation for Forged Futures which is up for pre-order and set to release May 21st! The pre-orders are non-freaking-stop too. In May and June respectively, Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul come out, and Hunting for Spring just went up for pre-order, which will be coming out in July!

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“He knew too well the sting of loneliness and how over time it stole you away, piece by piece, until a mere shell remained.”

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“That’s why you do this, isn’t it?” he continued. “Because Brennerman is just one of far too many who push people into corners, who threaten lives and families while they speed off in Porsches and go golfing on the weekends.”

Grif stepped closer until there was only an inch between them. Dan stared up in his eyes, unafraid at the massive man looming over him. One who had fought and bore the scars to prove it.

Grif reached out and traced his jaw with a featherlight touch that made him melt inside. “When my parents died, I was so alone. So fucking helpless. I never want anyone to feel that helpless again.” His breath caught in his throat, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he glanced away, pulling his hand back to settle on the rail. “Look, I don’t talk about this stuff, not even with my Outlaws, though they’ve all pieced it together at this point. This thing between us—it was never about the job.”

Dan’s heart squeezed tight at the admission. The thought of that ferocious man ever being a scared kid had him swallowing hard. He reached forward to rest his palm over Grif’s. They both stared out at the city splayed before them, the winking and static lights all different shades of lavender and silver. In the distance, Lake Michigan stretched out, an inkspill on a canvas that he both loathed and loved.

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Weekly Word Count: 4/24/19

Word Count: 8010

What story I’m currently working on:

Well now, I made it to 41k in A Thief’s Crusade. This book is coming out faster than anticipated, and what’s crazy is I’m going to have to go on a week hiatus with it while I’m on my vacation. I’m at that point where it’s all either brilliant or rubbish, which is pretty common once you get past the big middle twist. One of the trickiest things right now is getting the timing right, because I’m not only working on a romance which requires tight pacing, but a heist which requires precise pacing.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well now, I’m diving into the big edits for Forged Redemption! It’s crazy to think that I should be able to get this turned in to my editor in May. The Tribal Spirits series was a wild ride, and that book means a lot to me. If you haven’t checked out Forged Contracts yet, it’s currently on sale for 99 cents! And while you’re catching up on the Tribal Spirits series, nab Forged Futures which is up for pre-order!!! The pre-orders don’t stop there either…because in May and June respectively, Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul come out!

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“Because I can’t get you out of my goddamn head,” Grif growled, his voice echoing in the chilled air. His blue eyes flashed with a furious amount of emotion, more than he’d ever seen from the placid man. The kind he’d lose his mind trying to chase. “Because the mere thought of a moment with you has me breaking all my rules. Because you’ve got this softness the world hasn’t managed to beat out of you yet, and I’m going insane trying to get it out of my system.”

Grif’s shoulders heaved in exertion as he lapsed to silence. Dan sucked in a sharp breath. He couldn’t look away from him if he tried. Those lips so close to his was scrambling his mind, as was the temptation of crumbling against that firm chest.  Except that was the same way he’d gotten cornered by Brennerman in the first place. Grif goddamn Blackmore. For all his pretty words, he’d still come in like the thief he was, all lies and charm.

“Pretty sure the softness has been beaten out of me now,” he whispered, his voice cracking in the process. Fuck, he drowned in Grif’s intense presence and didn’t want to come up for breath.

Grif reached forward and skimmed his thumb along Dan’s chin, nudging it up until their eyes locked again.

“Bull shit,” he responded, that mesmerizing mouth an inch away. “I can still see it in your eyes.”

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Weekly Word Count: 4/18/19

Word Count: 9090

What story I’m currently working on:

I’m picking up the pace on A Thief’s Crusade again, right when I’m going to have to break on it in a week or so when we go to Iceland. It’s cool though. There are so many new subplots that I dragged in at this point, that I’m sure this story’s going to startling new directions. I hit 33k this week, which places me ahead of the curve for my monthly goal, which was to hit 30k. I know I’m starting to gel with a book when it starts moving faster and faster 🙂

What I’m editing/marketing:

And, the majority of the beta feedback is in for Forged Redemption, so I’m really churning at those edits, trying to get as much done as possible before my vacation! Thankfully no big macro edits needed–though a lot of micro-edits on the way. While I won’t have the book done by the end of April, I’ll definitely have it finished in May (before the fourth book comes out). So then hopefully before the end of the year, y’all will have a full Tribal Spirits series to enjoy 🙂 Forged Contracts came out last week, but also happens to be on sale for 99 cents! And if you are current, Forged Futures is up for pre-order!!! And the other two pre-orders waiting to hit soon are Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul!

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John and Tuck were on Doncaster patrol. With their enemies scouting the building too, they needed to cut off any attempts before their heist. Two more days.

Which left him with an empty house, an empty bottle, and an empty heart.

His phone buzzed, and he was tempted to ignore it. He’d need to start weaning off the communications with Dan—no cold ghosting, but he couldn’t keep indulging in the flirty texts. Not when each one sliced another cut into his already covered arms. He scanned the wire and pine shelves of their booze rack, but he wasn’t in a quiet enough mood for gin, and vodka just made him meaner.

Fuck it, he’d drink coffee. The idea of going to Butcher’s Block was scrapped, not after he’d ruined that joint by taking his mark there. When had he gotten to be such a careless idiot? This wasn’t how he ran ops. Grif had always worked more like a spider spinning a web, then watching from a noticeable distance as his enemies got themselves tangled up. Yet ever since the botched Nevarra job, he and the Outlaws had been sloppier than ever. Luck hadn’t just abandoned them, it had lobbed them off the cliff.

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Weekly Word Count: 4/10/19

Word Count: 5014

What story I’m currently working on:

Slower word count week again, but I’m making headway with A Thief’s Crusade, hitting 24k this week. I’ve already started deviating from the synopsis/plot I set up, because a pantser can’t stop pantsing just because an outline is in place. And so far, the cast is bright, vibrant, and buckets of fun. I’m really looking forward to getting to the meat of the heist later on as well as the emotional scenes. (I’m always looking forward to the emotional scenes)

What I’m editing/marketing:

Continuing to do the line edits on Forged Redemption while I await beta feedback so if I need to add in sections/change large things I can get right to it. Hopefully editing will be smoother than anticipated, even though I have the feeling I still need to pull out the stops a bit more at the ending, because series ending. And Forged Contracts came out yesterday, so if you haven’t gotten your copy, do that thing. On top of that, Forged Futures goes up for pre-order!!! And the other two pre-orders waiting to hit soon are Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul!

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Teaser of the week:

“Raven moaned at the sensations ripping through her, like the first splash of color on a monochrome canvas.”(2)

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Line of the week:

Thanks, now I’m hard again. I don’t know how I’m supposed to face you in the morning without blushing.

            A grin spread on his lips, and warmth coiled in his chest.

Just keep thinking of all the filthy things I want to do to you. Guaranteed to help.  

Grif stared up at his blank ceiling, trying to ignore the stutter-start of his heart. He’d just come in from a long run, and a huge mess, so of course his heart would be racing like a maniac. Not like that explained the honeyed way the heat coursed through his veins, tingling down to his fingers and toes. His simple conversation with Dan had somehow leeched away some of the pounding necessity of his problems, cast them off the shore to sink into the ocean.

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Weekly Word Count: 2/20/19

Word Count: 6662

What story I’m currently working on:

So, my pace has slowed, but for good reason. I finished up writing the LGBT heist proposal, and still managed to get a little work done on Forged Redemption, bringing me up to 14k. Once this proposal is turned in, I’m back to placing my full attention on Forged Redemption, and I think I know where everything’s going to go. My god though, it’s been a crazy February. Once I finish Forged Redemption (estimated by April/May), I’m most likely launching into finishing the Narnia Club book.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Lor, it was a week for editing on the fly! I finished the Narnia Club proposal and turned it in, and then finished writing the LGBT heist, so it’s edits time.  I’m continuing to make plodding pace with the Rising for Autumn edits too. Luckily I’m in the last leg of those, and after that it’s just Waking for Winter. Once I get my final proposal turned in, I’m switching my attention to Of Tinkers and Technomancers release, which comes out March 12th! And I’ll soon have news on the way about a Tales for the Skies compendium of shorts from my Take to the Skies universe.

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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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Line of the week:

“He was a sweet kid who didn’t deserve that sort of hell,” Drew murmured against her neck. His words made her want to sob, for him, for…

“Do you ever wonder?” he continued, his voice a hoarse scrape. “What ours would’ve been like?”

Even after years had passed, Ally couldn’t voice the answer out loud. The words stuck in her throat, and the chasm in her chest throbbed anew. Drew simply hugged her tight to him, because he understood.

Every damn day.

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Weekly Word Count: 2/13/19

Word Count: 14035

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, things changed immensely in the span of a week…I’ve got two proposals due by the end of the month, so I finished my 9k one for the Narnia Club, and I’m 2k into the LGBT heist romantic suspense. Unfortunately that also means that Forged Redemption had to take a backseat for a little while, because this has the more pressing deadline. However, I did still make it to 13k with Forged Redemption, so some forward progress on that book! Holy shit though, I launched myself back into writing in an intense way.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well shit, guys. The news keeps coming. Hypnotizing Beat just got contracted with Evernight Publishing! And editing is finally taking a backseat while I do some writing, though I’m still working through the initial Rising for Autumn ones. If you’re into some steampunk romance, check out Of Tinkers and Technomancers, which comes out March 12th! And if you’re an audio book fan, you can get the entire Take to the Skies series on audio book now that The Airship Also Rises is out!

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Teaser of the week:

“They shot one of ours.” The lines deepened around his grey eyes. “I_d waste the whole army for spilling a drop of my crew_s blood.”

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Line of the week:

The city of love was the last place Luciana Martinez wanted to be.

She leaned hard against the side of the cab, staring out the window as the city flickered by, all boutiques with seafoam green overhangs, and the patisserie windows lit in amber light featuring mouthwatering eclairs and pistachio tarts. Throngs of business professionals strolled along the sidewalks in posh scarves, fitted peacoats, and slim suits. She tugged at the worn duffel bag slung over her shoulder, one she should’ve dropped when she entered but had been clinging to like a security blanket the whole ride over.

Sure, it was Callie’s turn to pick their vacation, and sure, they’d geeked about coming to Paris for years, but man, the fucking timing. Her divorce papers weren’t even old enough to crawl.