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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: 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: 6/19/19

Word Count: 9086

What story I’m currently working on:

Well. I had plans of focusing on one book, taking my time, blah, blah, blah. However, both Tempting Ballad and Pomegranate Kiss have been vying for my attention all week. Tempting Ballad’s currently at 5k, while Pomegranate Kiss elevated to 7! I’m trying to put some distance between me and A Thief’s Crusade and the distraction is working. Both couples are going to be SCORCHING too. I’m really excited to keep jamming away at these.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Slogging through the intensive edit of Outlier Heir, which is an interesting experiment in distance, patience, and the power of editing. Whether you’re looking to dive into paranormal romance or contemporary, I’ve got some fresh reads for you! In the PNR category, I’ve got Siren’s Call out for free,  Hypnotizing Beat, and if you want lighter, try Color of a Soul. I’m also prepping for July when I have not only the relaunch of my Philadelphia Coven Chronicles with Hunting for Spring, but the brand new launch of the Eros Tales series, starting with Taking Root!

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Teaser of the week:

“Danny smiled sweetly. “I’m an Aquarius who enjoys long walks on the beach and playing in the blood of my enemies.”

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Line of the week:

“I bet the clients come pouring in just for your award-winning attitude,” Mitch drawled, amusement in his eyes. He’d stopped piercing a couple of years ago for Inkspirations, but their friendship somehow weathered their born from the bowels of Hell dispositions.

“I’m not paid to pontificate, dickbag,” Lex continued. Truth be told, she owed Mitch a lot. He was one of the few friends who stayed after she’d gotten locked up, and even though they didn’t work together any more, they still hung out, whether it was taking the bikes for a drive or catching a shitty horror movie.

“Busting out your thesaurus now?” he joked, his eyes crinkled at the edges with his smile.

“Ladies love a linguist,” Lex shot back even as she focused on the sweep of the lines. That fugue state she descended into when she inked began to set in—the hyper-concentration, the way her hand swerved in a mesmerizing rhythm of lines and edges, only interrupted when she blotted the ink and dabbed more on. She was head over heels for this piece and they’d just started at the base of his arm, with plans of eventually doing a full sleeve. It was a messload of death and destruction, the black lines of the skulls, the crows flying overhead, and the flickering candle at the base, as flame ran up through the scenes.

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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: 5/16/19

Word Count: 5401

What story I’m currently working on:

I hit 53k on A Thief’s Crusade, which isn’t by any means staggering, but I’ve picked up the pace again at least, and that’s a thing. However, I forgot that I have a convention coming up as well as two book releases in the next week, so that’s got to switch to priority numero uno. So, the probability of me finishing the book before the end of the month is highly unlikely, but I’m definitely slated to complete it in June.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I know I was hoping to get Forged Redemption in to my editor before Forged Futures comes out, but then I realized my schedule was just bananas, and so it’s going to have to settle by getting wrapped up before the end of the month. It’s doable, but I just need a wee bit more time. And this book deserves proper time and attention to, since it’s the final one of the series. If you’re looking to catch up on the Tribal Spirits series, now’s the time! With Forged Futures coming out next Tuesday and Forged Contracts on sale for 99 cents, you can get all four books for a super reasonable price. If not, you’ll have plenty of time to catch up, because it probably won’t be until the latter end of the year that we’ll see Forged Redemption going up for sale.  Oh yeah, and Tales from the Skies comes out TOMORROW, 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:

“Lana intertwined her fingers through his. “That’s all we can ever do. Try,” she responded, her voice hushed. “Try to hold on to those moments that flicker like candlelight with the people we care about. You and I bo

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Line of the week:

He had a problem and his name was Grif Blackmore.

Grif licked his lips as he closed the space between them. “Funny meeting you here.”

Before Dan could respond, Grif’s hot palm slipped behind his neck. Grif’s lips descended on his, and every thought in his head simply vanished. His tongue snaked into his mouth, those kisses fast turning incendiary as he leaned in against Grif’s hard muscle, the solace in this man’s arms becoming an addiction. Grif kissed like he wanted to possess, like he wanted to devour, with a hungry strength that Dan had been drawn to from the start.

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Weekly Word Count: 3/13/19

Word Count: 16043

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, I almost doubled my output from last week! I started getting to all the fun stuff that I’ve been dying to write in this story which always makes it easier to jam out on words. I’m really hoping by next check-in to hit 50,000 which had originally been my goal for March. I just hit 43k in Forged Redemption, so my stretch goal for the month will be 60k, which will probably make getting it finished in April an achievable thing. I’ve cried through writing like half of this book, so either it’s gold, or I’m just a wreck.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’m closing in on finishing the initial edits for Waking for Winter, which is good, because next on the editing agenda is a revise and resubmit for Lies We Weave–we’re talking massive overhaul, folks. Of Tinkers and Technomancers came out yesterday, which is the launch of my new steampunk romance trilogy! In the meanwhile, Forged Decisions is on sale for 99 cents, right in time to catch up with the Tribal Spirits series before Forged Contracts releases! That’s not the only book up for pre-order! Tales from the Skies and Color of a Soul will be coming out in May and June respectively, but the paperbacks should be available before that. (So I can bring them to COGs in May!)

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Teaser of the week:

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Line of the week:

Ally’s heart squeezed tight in her chest. Every time she wanted to get pissed at Lana for taking a crowbar and prying open the rusted basement doors she’d stuffed her emotions into she couldn’t. Because truth be told, she’d been dying to speak for far too long. Yet every time she tried to open her mouth, all she could see was the dinner table growing up. When she’d start babbling about her day, about what Susie said in school, the butterfly she drew, and how she’d outrun Dax.

Every time, her mom would let out that sigh, the sort of disappointment that no amount of soap could scrub off. And then would come the comments—that mindless words were better off left in her head, that nobody liked obnoxious kids like her, and the time-worn favorite, her eternal trump card: no wonder dad left.

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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.