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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: 7/4/19

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.

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Weekly Word Count: 2/6/2019

Word Count: 4505

What story I’m currently working on:

Even though I’m only at 10k with Forged Redemption, I’m another thousand words closer to my normal weekly pace, and I’m hoping to really step it up the rest of February. A lot of the book is already crystallizing in my head, so I’m excited to really sink into it and start feeling along with the characters. I’m really freaking excited to finish the Tribal Spirits series, but also a little sad, considering this wild ride started just two years ago when I was writing this piece in response to a call for shifter stories.

What I’m editing/marketing:

So, not only was Forged Futures contracted but I’m already neck deep in content edits! And I’ve got some more news on the horizon too, so stay tuned. I did turn in the initial Scrying for Summer edits and launched into the Rising for Autumn ones, and I’m hoping by March at least this editing fervor has died down and gives me more time to write. If you haven’t gotten it yet, pre-order 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:

He didn_t know what he searched for out there in all the blue. Maybe the faintest glimmer of hope, like the sun gliding off the rippling surface of the lake.(1)

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Line of the week:

Ally let out a low whistle. “When did you become more than just a pretty face?”

“Let’s be real, I’m not much without my looks,” Drew drawled in response. “I blame Lucas and his band of Tribe for all this planning ahead nonsense.”

“Sure, all that bad Tribe influence,” Ally shot back. “Just like the Boy Scouts are out to corrupt wayward kids into learning discipline.”

Drew pumped on the gas, speeding up to catch up with the car they were tailing. All the dips in the road made it that much harder to keep track of. “Hey, we start teaching kids discipline and the next thing you’ll have is upstanding citizens. No one wants that. Chaos and malarkey for all.”

“Malarkey? What are you, eighty?” Ally cracked the window as she leaned her arm out the side. Her golden hair streamed in the breeze, silken strands he longed to run his fingers through. Spirits above, every inch of her body was pure temptation for him.

“Yep. Mackey better watch out, because I’m coming for him, walker and all.”