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Weekly Word Count: 6/6/19

Word Count: 16,500

What story I’m currently working on:

WELL NOW, I finished A Thief’s Crusade at 73k! Man, that was a fucking rush. I love that story, which means I need to put some time away from it before I dive in to edit. Which will give me a chance to explore the following books in the three series I have open, Discord’s Desire, Whitfield Files, and The Eros Tales.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, shit, everything’s still chugging along! Siren’s Call is my FREE read that’s now out! And I’ll be diving back into editing soon enough with A Thief’s Crusade, so I’ll enjoy this blessed gift of time for right now. Sounds like Forged Redemption will be coming out October 1st, which leaves plenty of time to catch up with my Tribal Spirits series! Or if you’re in the mood for fae, you can dive into Hypnotizing Beat, Color of a Soul, or the upcoming Hunting for Spring!

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Teaser of the week:

“I needed a distraction. A drink, a good tumble, anything—even this sure-to-be- trouble punk show.”

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Line of the week:

Dan slipped out after him, jogging to catch up since Grif had already started walking. “Anyone ever tell you that you’re bossy?”

Grif flashed him a heartbreaker smile. “That’s why I’m the boss, babe.”

The sky was a sapphire blue with smears of pastel clouds scattered throughout. The wind brought the crisp scent of water traveling his way, and Grif threaded his fingers through his as they strolled down the walking path. Up ahead, the Buckingham Fountain spurted jets high into the sky, the pale green statues chalky under the intense rays. The water glittered like crystals sprinkled in the drops.

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Weekly Word Count: 5/29/19

Word Count: 3543

What story I’m currently working on:

I started out slow, but I’m hoping the latter half of the week picks up! By next week, I plan to be moving at full force through A Thief’s Crusade with a plan of finishing the book before the end of June. I’m at 57k as it currently stands. Chances are, I’ll probably start working on Tempting Ballad next, book three in the Discord’s Desire series. I’m down to the final six-ish chapters of A Thief’s Crusade, so it’ll depend on if I’ve got the time to delve into this.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Hey! I upheld my vow! Forged Redemption is turned in to my editor! That’s also why the word count output was low, because I was throwing everything into finishing the book. That means Tribal Spirits is going to be finished before the end of the year. If you haven’t checked out the series yet, now’s a great time to catch up since book four, Forged Futures, is out! On top of that, my Discord’s Desire series is continuing with Hypnotizing Beat, which actually came out today! On top of that, Color of a Soul is coming out in a few days, Hunting for Spring is coming out July 17th, and Taking Root on July 16th!

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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:

He whirled around and closed the distance between them. The rest of the crew might tease the hell out of him, but he could deal with their shit. Grif gripped the back of Dan’s neck and pulled him towards him. His lips descended, pressing against Dan’s soft mouth, opened in invitation.

Dan melted against him, the heat between them incendiary. He tasted syrup sweet, and the scent of his coconut and lime cologne amplified his arousal. Something powerful reached inside his chest and tugged. Grif had operated off of listening to those tugs in his gut from the start, and he’d followed his intuition when he chose each of his Outlaws. That same intuition told him Dan was important, that he was worth holding onto.

Grif’s grip around his nape tightened for a second, and he swept his tongue through to deepen the kiss before he pulled back.

“Don’t take any stupid risks,” Grif murmured against his mouth.

“Already did.” Dan’s eyes gleamed with a knowing that settled inside him, one that brushed across his skin like fresh sunlight.

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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: 2/13/19

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.

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Diversity in Publishing: Enjoy the Ice Cream

Had an awesome conversation with Rob about the issues of diversity in publishing and media in general, whether it’s TV, movies, whatever.
 
In the middle of my rant about why it’s necessary (Rob’s a gem to listen to these, honestly), a really solid metaphor cropped up, and I wanted to share. Right now, there’s a lot of push and pull involving the change that needs to happen. A lot of voices who previously weren’t heard are gaining traction and really fighting to BE heard. However, a lot of times, when people hear ‘hey, we’re tired of it only being straight white guys in books/movies,etc’ it gets filtered as white guys in books/movies are BAD!
 
So, say an ice cream shop only serves vanilla ice cream. And folks eat the vanilla for a long time, because it’s good ice cream and apparently the only shop in town. However, people speak up because they want to see other flavors on the menu. In response, the ice cream shop adds chocolate, pistachio, cookies and cream to the menu boards. Most folks are excited. More flavors! However, others start ranting about how it was better back when it was only vanilla. How the other flavors are crowding out the vanilla. But in all honesty, it’s just adding more variety to the board, allowing more than just one taste. And guys? That’s a really good thing.
 
Now, I know that’s distilling an incredibly complex issue with a lot of facets into sweet, sweet ice cream, but I’m just talking about this one element today. Variety is good, and just because there is MORE out there, doesn’t mean there is less of the thing you liked. So dive in and enjoy the metaphorical ice cream. I know I am.
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Weekly Word Count #90

Word Count: 5,202

What story I’m working on: Not going to lie, the only reason I have high word counts is because I kicked ass on Saturday. I spent Sunday through Wednesday down for the count with the flu. Didn’t even look at my laptop. Hit 27k with Future King, because I got to write a scene I was super excited about! Doing an LGBT lead is new territory for me, and I’m stoked to venture into it! Forged Alliance has been chugging along, slow and steady. I hit 37k, and I’m hoping by the end of Feb to hit 40!

What I’m editing/marketing: Submitted Waking for Winter to my editor the other week, so I’m waiting for a response on that. Here’s to hoping! Reviews of Rising for Autumn are still coming in, which is all of the excite since it’s now available! Actually almost finished polishing Iron Legacy, so once I go through and do a big read through edit, I’m going to redo the query/synopsis and send it out to market again.

Line of the week:

For a moment, all the charisma melted, the flash of vulnerability brushing the air raw. “You have no idea,” his voice came out rough and husky.

I gave him a half-smile. “I just might.” The weight of a crew was different than that of loss, but each exacted their own tolls, and the longer you bore the heavy load on your own, the more those walls rose between you and your closest, until each smile grew tougher, each laugh forced. “You know,” I said, glancing down at the bowl in front of me. “We’re in the perfect position to trade here. Ease some of your burden by telling me what the hell we’re facing, without the bullshit bravado, and you can sate my anxiety—I can fight better if I know what I’m facing, shit odds or no.”