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Forged Redemption Release Day!

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With the end of the series hitting the shelves today, I wanted to take a little time and talk about the Tribal Spirits series.

This series had a rocky start–I tried it at a bunch of places and even faced some rejections because the female alpha heroine in the first book was ‘too strong.’ Funny enough, that’s what most readers liked about her the most. Then I placed it at Loose Id and while the second book was on submission at Loose Id, I found out they were closing doors.

That led me to Totally Bound Publishing, a place that has been an absolute joy to work with. They’re innovative, cooperative, and constantly put out quality final products. So, because I had the second ready to go, the pace on this series grew faster and faster. I had already started book three, so I plunged right into working on it, and then book four, and earlier this year, the very book that’s coming out today. The series started out a bit more lighthearted and snarky, and as is my norm (at least if the Coven Chronicles are any indication), the issues grew heavier with the ensuing books.

That leads me to Drew and Ally’s book. Most of the issues my characters dealt with in other books were things I had to research and imagine, however this one was an issue I’m well versed in–infertility. So often I’ve seen infertility utilized as a plot device in books, where the heroine can’t conceive, but by the end of the book, BAM, she magically can. While everyone going through it hopes for that outcome, it’s not always possible, and I wanted to write a couple who lived with the reality that sometimes life isn’t so forgiving, but you create your own family in whatever form that takes.

This book is dedicated to everyone who’s either dealt with or is still dealing with infertility. I want our voices heard too, our stories out there. So, with that, I hope you enjoy the final book in the Tribal Spirits series. It’s been a wild ride–I’ve learned a lot, laughed a lot, and cried a lot writing this series and these characters, and I’m going to miss them.

Grab Forged Redemption here!

The sparks of Ally and Drew’s old relationship ignite, but their broken pasts and a final fight against Mackey Kendricks threaten any hope of a future.

After Drew fell in with the Landsliders and destroyed his former pack, forgiveness isn’t something he deserves. However, no matter how hard the Tribe has tried, Mackey Kendricks can’t be stopped. So when they narrow down the vicinity of the monster’s hidden lair, the Tribe calls upon him again, this time for one of the most dangerous hunts—a recon mission to find the exact location.

However, when his former flame Ally signs on as the other member of the team, their attempts at avoiding each other crumble to the ground. No matter how hard they both try and no matter how many times they’ve walked away, the flame has never extinguished between them. This time, Drew’s fought for his redemption, changed for the better, and the relationship that blooms between them, for once, might stand a chance.

All they have to do is survive the fight against the biggest, baddest shifter on the East Coast.

 

 

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Loss, Life, and That Other Stuff

A little over a week ago, my husband and I lost a close friend of ours.

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To be honest, I keep getting stuck there. I’ve been running on autopilot–working, interacting, swapping the normal bullshit, and hell, I’ve even been able to laugh. Don’t get me wrong, there were the breakdowns and the tears too, but they’re random and hit all of a sudden. Usually over the weirdest stuff too. We held a sweet, small sort of memorial on Saturday at midnight, where the old cinema used to be where he and my husband did Rocky Horror for so long. It was a sad but wonderful way to honor him and I thought it had given me closure. I’ll be honest, I’m pretty new to this close loss thing, so I’m kind of just stumbling forward and blindly groping ahead.

Tonight I realized it still has me in its grips in a very real way. I’ve got wonderful friends and amazing family, but I just feel so detached right now. My emotions have been flayed and the reality is that attaching again is work that I’m just not capable of right now. Maybe I’ve been ignoring or jumping over thoughts of the loss because it’s easier, but even though it’s not someone we saw every day, he was still a dear friend. And even though I thought I was okay, loss leaves marks.

Which leads to the living part of things–that neverending battle I call my writing career. Don’t get wrong, I’m still writing, editing, and submitting. That’s my job and to be honest, I can still plunge back in. However, I wasn’t prepared for the hurdles right now. Slowness. Lack of sales. Rejections. And worse? This month has been the herald of indie presses closing. Friends of mine had announced that Three Worlds Press was closing, and then one of the big whammies hit for other friends, Samhain Publishing closing. I didn’t have anything with either of those presses, but then the inevitable came–Jupiter Gardens Press announced that they’ll be shutting down as well, and they had published my YA dystopian, Snatched.

‘No worries,’ I said. ‘I’ll just re-publish it on my own. It’ll be great!’ And genuinely, I guess I was feeling hopeful, or just choking on my own bravado. It wasn’t until a day later when the reality sucker punched me. It’s not that I can’t do something with it–it’s the loss of a publisher who believed in me enough to publish my book. It’s the way I feel about all of my publishers who took a chance on me. There’s a power in that advocacy that might not be omnipresent in my mind, but times like these I really understand how much it means to have someone in your corner.

Despite my detachment and despite the numb, I haven’t lost my gratitude. That’s something I fight to keep evident in my life. So today, I’m number one most grateful for my husband who’s beyond amazing. I’m grateful for the support that I have in friends and family, and for my readers who bring me so much joy and keep me in this writing game. And I’m grateful for my publishers and editors, those who chose to take a chance on me in the first place. Love all of you, so damn much.