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Weekly Word Count: 8/14/19

Word Count: 738

What story I’m currently working on:

Dipping my little toe back into getting words on paper. I hit 7k with Tempting Ballad, and I’m going to keep working on that right now. It’s going to take me a little bit to find my groove with the book, especially because Discord’s Desire requires figuring out the fae politicking end of things etc etc, but Renn’s voice comes across really strong, and I feel confident that this will be a super fun book.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Now I’ve got two projects out on submission, so it’s all sorts of the waiting game right now. In the interim, I’m trucking through the edits for Pomegranate’s Kiss, which I’m hoping to finish before the end of the month! And I’m currently working on the content for the class too, so there’s that. I also have a necessary round of edits on Scrying for Summer, which comes out in November, but the next release on the horizon is in October…Forged Redemption.

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Teaser of the week:

“She was no better than the shells by her feet, tumbling this way and that at the beck and call of the waves.”(1)

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Line of the week:

“Come on, Conspiracy Kid, don’t you have anything to say?” Clyde continued. “Any new theories to share?”

Oh hell no.

Conspiracy Kid was the nickname that haunted him after Belle disappeared, because he was the only person in the family who seemed to give a fuck. Mom and Dad told him to keep quiet, and his cousins? Well, they were merciless.

“Didn’t take you for a masochist,” Renn said, his fingers tapping on the tabletop. “That’s more my thing. Yet here you are begging for a beating.”

The irritation had been simmering through his veins from the moment they hit the East Coast until it reached a slow, undulating boil. This place and that ugly mug brought those memories rushing to the fore.

Renn stood from his seat. When he turned to face Clyde, he led with his knuckles first.

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Weekly Word Count: 8/9/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

Still jamming out on that revise and resubmit, but I think I’m finally nearing the end. It’s been time consuming as anything, but also just as rewarding. I’ve absolutely loved working on this story, and I’m excited and nervous to submit it in. Now that I’m finishing up though, I can finally return my attention to Tempting Ballad.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Thief’s Crusade is still out on submission, and A Card of Shadows is going to join it in a couple of days, so that’s all sorts of exciting. I’m getting more in depth in edits for Pomegranate’s Kiss now, but I also have a class I need to finish writing, so that’s going to come first. It’s only been a couple of weeks since both Taking Root, the first book in the Eros Tales series, and then Hunting for Spring, the first book in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series, came out! They’re both available to read for free on Kindle Unlimited! Next on the horizon is in October…Forged Redemption.

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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:

Bree hadn’t felt this way since she’d drank an entire carafe of coffee out of spite. Mom told her one cup was enough, and Bree—well, she couldn’t help but defy the rules. She had been seven, not used to drinking coffee, and as stubborn as she was now. In the span of an hour, the cramps in her stomach, the raw gurgling and churning as if she downed a bottle of acid, had been enough for her to swear off the stuff for good.

As they pulled onto their street, the feeling descended once more.

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Weekly Word Count: 8/1/19

Word Count: 153

What story I’m currently working on:

So, I was going to dive back into Tempting Ballad, I swear. Those teeny tiny hundred words were for that book. However, I got in a revise and resubmit for an old manuscript, and so I was busy in deep editing and rewriting mode, which takes a LOT. Chances are, it’s probably going to consume most of my time for the next few weeks, and I’m 100% okay with that. I loved this story to pieces, and it’s worth the effort.

What I’m editing/marketing:

With Thief’s Crusade out on submission, I can place my full attention on A Card of Shadows, which I wrote last year and am now rewriting like crazy. I loved that manuscript with a ferocious passion, the world, the characters, everything. I still have a class to continue writing, so I’m going to need to divert work into that, and I started doing some casual edits on Pomegranate’s Kiss when I couldn’t focus. Mid-July saw the release of both Taking Root, the first book in the Eros Tales series, and then Hunting for Spring‘s re-release, the first book in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series! Next on the horizon is in October…Forged Redemption.

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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:

“Not coincidence,” was all Maeve said, which didn’t help in the slightest. What made things worse is that Bree agreed, and Bree made a point to disagree with her sister any chance she got. But the truth was as brazen as this autumn air. Mom hadn’t come home, and a wraith prowled through their neighborhood. Growing up among the Wanderers taught you early on that everything was connected, from stubbing your toe on the kitchen table to finding out a rash of murders spread across Philly in the same morning. Bree was a firm believer, and right now, the belief settled in her gut like the fight she’d had with Mom.

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Weekly Word Count: 7/24/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

I still didn’t write anything, but it’s totally fine. My priorities were with the other aspects of the job, like editing and marketing. I’m staring at Tempting Ballad, but it’s hard to dive back in after the entire-book-long excursion I took. Regardless, I’m going to get some more wordage done on it in August for sure. Over the next few days I should have recharged my well enough to dive back into the writing end of things.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, A Thief’s Crusade is now safely in a submission box, so I can attempt to put it out of my mind for the next few months. (Like that’s going to happen…) I’m kind of left with a hollow feeling after finishing two projects I loved so damn much, which is probably the sign to take a bit of a break and refill my well. I’ve got a class to plan, so I’m switching to that. Last week was also big for two releases, Taking Root, the first book in the Eros Tales series, and then Hunting for Spring‘s re-release, the first book in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series!

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Teaser of the week:

“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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Line of the week:

Jett sank into the seat beside him and cast a surveying glance around the room. “What do you think the prospects are like tonight?”

Renn wrinkled his nose as he glanced around. He spotted a couple of stunners by the bar, from the brunette girl with the smoky eyes to the hot guy with the flame red hair. “I’ve got a couple in mind already, but I’m willing to grab some food with you lot before I go to pillage.” He wanted every spare second he could with their makeshift family, before he headed to Boston Harbor Hotel tonight.

“So benevolent,” Liz drawled. “Gracing us mere mortals with your presence.”

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Weekly Word Count: 7/18/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

I didn’t write anything this week and I’m not even sorry. Come on, I did like a month’s worth of words last week alone! Plus, I had two back to back releases, AND a whole lot of editing to do. But, next on my agenda will probably be Tempting Ballad, Renn and Kincaid’s book, thoooough I’m not going to lie, I have a certain Dukas sibling’s book percolating in the back of my brain for the next Eros Tales book!

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’ve been massively diving into edits on A Thief’s Crusade, and I’m really hoping to do a good job on this one. I love Grif Blackmore and the Outlaws so much, and the whole found family thing always tugs at my heart strings. I’m also coming off of the high of two releases in one week with first, Taking Root, the first book in the Eros Tales series, and then Hunting for Spring‘s re-release, the first book in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series!

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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.”(1)

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Line of the week:

Liz’s phone began to buzz, and she gave Ky the nudge off her lap. He let out a mix between a whine and a groan while she made her way closer to the front of the RV.

“Poor baby,” Jett called over to him. “You can come sit in my lap.”

Renn flashed a grin. “You can sit in mine and come.” Jett let out an annoyed noise while Ky’s eyes crinkled with amusement. He let out a bark of a laugh.

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Weekly Word Count: 7/11/19

Word Count: 25,000

What story I’m currently working on:

Uh. So I was REALLY into writing this book apparently. I knocked out 10k on Monday alone, which was totally unexpected, and so Pomegranate’s Kiss is DONE guys. I really can’t believe it. But there was so much fun drama and now I should probably switch my focus onto editing pretty hard core, but I couldn’t help myself! I loved this couple so damn much, and I was really feeling the whole family series type of thing, so my brain is already dreaming up book three of the Eros Tales!

What I’m editing/marketing:

Outlier Heir’s just been idling while I write like a fiend, and the other focal point of mine has been micro-edits for A Thief’s Crusade. I’ve also started to work on some of the bigger changes, making the necessary alterations. I didn’t get as much feedback on this one, so I’m going to have to use my best judgement and really go over it well before I begin submissions. And I’m in major prep mode for the re-release next week of Hunting for Spring, Philadephia Coven Chronicles #1, and after finishing book two in the series, I’m even more excited for the launch of the brand new Eros Tales series, starting with Taking Root!

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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.”(1)

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Line of the week:

“Let me help.” She reached out and grabbed Cerberus’s leash, sharing the load with Lex who passed her a grateful glance. The side shave she now rocked only made her hotter, and in a black wifebeater, threadbare jeans, and those Docs she never ditched, Lex was still the only one she fantasized about. Cerberus pranced around, unceremoniously slobbering all over the Dusquene family gravestones, and then trampling over the Mills.

“Normal couples take their dogs to the dog park,” Cam mentioned, a grin on her lips.

“Normal couples are boring as shit,” Lex shot back, heading towards the path that led to the water where weeping willows bowed, their long branches and leaves almost brushing the surface. “Thank fuck we’re nothing like that.”

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Weekly Word Count: 7/4/19

Word Count: 14409

What story I’m currently working on:

Apparently I went crazy with the word counts again this week, because I’m already at 35k in Pomegranate Kiss. Lex and Cam are hot and complicated, which is my favorite, and I’m just about to get into the heavy drama of the book since I’m past the mid-way point. I swear, this one is just clear as day in my head. I want to dive back into Tempting Ballad too, but I’ve been so preoccupied with Pomegranate Kiss that Renn and Kincaid didn’t stand a chance.

What I’m editing/marketing:

The Outlier Heir edit has taken a backseat again because I have the first of my beta feedback for A Thief’s Crusade, so I’m continuing to clean the prose up before I dive in and make some big changes. In two weeks, I have the re-release of Hunting for Spring, Philadephia Coven Chronicles #1, and I’m even more excited for the launch of the brand new Eros Tales series, starting with Taking Root!

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Teaser of the week:

“She was no better than the shells by her feet, tumbling this way and that at the beck and call of the waves.”(1)

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Line of the week:

Cam strode a couple paces behind to walk in line with Lex while Nellie gabbed away with Danny on the way over to the night club.

Lex leaned in, her lips brushing against Cam’s ear accidentally-on-purpose. “You’re a goddamn tease, you know that? I’m going to enjoy peeling that dress off you the moment we get into our hotel room tonight.”

The heat in her voice seemed to transfer directly to Cam’s cheeks. “Are you trying to make me combust on the spot?” She thwacked Lex in the side, hoping the darkness hid the ruddy stain of her flush.