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Weekly Word Count: 1/15/20

Word Count: 6043

What story I’m currently working on:

And I’m slowly continuing to increase the wordage! While not a knock it out of the park week, I’m back to steadily writing, which is a joy and relief. Through December and early January, I was wondering if I’d lost my mojo. But I’ve passed the midway point of this book and I’m getting closer and closer to a conclusion–which if my nebulous bullet points turn out the way I want them to might be a rip-roaring end.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I still have Saving Throw and A Thief’s Crusade in limbo where they’re just spinning in circles for awhile. My goal for this year with them is to have answers for you of where they’re going (hopefully out in the world, because I love both books so much!). However, I realized it’s okay for those to take time, since again, they begin two new series. Even though Eros Tales is on pause, I’m still going to continue writing that series until I have all five books ready for a lightning release in 2024. And after I finish Tempting Ballad, both Whitfield Files and Discord’s Desire will only have one book left in both series! GOALS!

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Leo leaned back, digging his elbows into the mattress. He looked up at Renn, and the moment their eyes met, Renn’s breath snagged. That gaze flickered with a yearning strong enough to set a city ablaze. Like he could even hope to fight against the surge in his chest in response, the sharp twist of longing that made it difficult to think, to reason, to breathe.

Renn hadn’t said anything while Leo talked. What could he say? Most words during his worst times just made him want to punch people in the face. However, as he straddled Leo and their gazes refused to budge, the words reached his lips at last.

“Let me take care of you tonight,” Renn murmured, the softness in his voice this foreign thing, like he wasn’t the one speaking.

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Weekly Word Count: 1/2/20

Word Count: 3869

What story I’m currently working on:

I’m still way behind on my plans for Tempting Ballad, at only 36k, but I’m planning on making more headway in 2020. I’ve got the clarity to develop a little bit more of the plan/plot, and I’m really looking forward to taking another step forward in this series, considering there will be only one book left after that.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Saving Throw and A Thief’s Crusade are still both out on submission, but considering I sent those out in Dec, I probably won’t start getting responses until February or March. Either way, I’m really hoping to find homes for both of those new serieses. On the positive, I also finished up Of Coppers and Cracksmen and sent it off to the publisher, so one of the next books on my agenda will be the final one in the Whitfield Files trilogy, Of Alchemists and Arsonists.

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Teaser of the week:

“The way he spoke to me, the admiration in his gaze, reminded me so, so much of myself staring at Morris, eyes reaching for the stars.”

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Line of the week:

Renn caught his gaze and tilted his head slightly in the direction of Natalia. A slight grin played on the satyr’s lips. As always, the man possessed hidden depths.

“Found another orphan looking for adoption, Batman,” Renn commented, amusement brimming in his tone.

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Weekly Word Count: 12/18/19

Word Count: 1324

What story I’m currently working on:

So, I did the first baby step into continuing Tempting Ballad, getting it up to 33k. I’ll be continuing it tomorrow and I’m hoping to just get 10k further into the book by the end of the year, which seems like a doable goal. I hope so at least, because I want to have that book ready to come out next year.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Saving Throw and A Thief’s Crusade are out on submission, so hopefully that can lead to decent things down the line, but all of that is going to take time. Post the holidays I should be getting back to the book grind more heavily, including finishing up Of Coppers and Cracksmen to get it to the publisher. That means in 2020 I’ve got to be writing Of Alchemists and Arsonists too, which should be an interesting final jaunt in this odd, steampunky universe.

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“Mordecai snorted. “Surely, I thought you_d invite the chaos on board and offer it tea.”

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Line of the week:

Of course, the assholes sent a barrage of texts but no actual explanation why they were having a band meeting in the RV. He’d gotten a dozen or so eggplant emojis in his inbox too, thanks to Ky and Danica. Apart from salacious details on the mind-melting sex with Leo Kincaid he’d overshare to his bandmates, any other thoughts on the man were locked away, even from himself. The lingering warmth in his chest as he finished off the scone begged to differ, but he’d become a vet at ignoring pesky emotions.

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Weekly Word Count: 12/13/19

Word Count: A lot

What story I’m currently working on:

Oh damn, I am WAY behind! Like an entire month of missed word count updates! So, funny enough, from a month ago, I’ve only gotten 2k ahead in Tempting Ballad–to 32k, because I completely switched gears. Not only did I finish out Of Coppers and Cracksmen for NaNoWriMo at 40k, but I also wrote and submitted a 4500 word short story to Totally Bound which will be a free read, a short sexy scene from Tribal Spirits. Life has clearly been insane, but I’m still trucking! Next week onward, I’m going to get back on track with Tempting Ballad.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, Dungeons and Dating not only has a title, Saving Throw, but it’s also out on submission to a bunch of places. I also began the onslaught of submissions for A Thief’s Crusade, so fingers crossed. It’s been a bit since I’ve gone through the submission mill, which is always an excruciating experience. I’m done with releases this year, but the only two I have on the books for next year are Rising for Autumn and Waking for Winter. However, on the positive, I’ve got Of Coppers and Cracksmen most of the way finished and will get that submitted before the year’s end!

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Teaser of the week:

Her mouth curled into a sensual smile, and her hazel eyes glowed with the challenge. “Do your worst, Finn Kelly.”

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Line of the week:

Even if Leo had fast grown far more attached than he’d ever given himself permission to. Renn Cantrell wasn’t just a pretty face with a talent for drums and a lithe body made for sex. The man’s dedication struck a chord in him, how he’d defy his flesh and blood and sacrifice so much to keep searching for his sister, even after all these years. After all, he’d done and would continue to do the same for those precious few he truly loved.

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Weekly Word Count 11/13/19

Word Count: 20460

What story I’m currently working on:

So, this is two weeks of wordage, since apparently I missed last week’s update! As you can see, I’m going steady with NaNoWriMo, though my original plan got tweaked a bit. I had planned on throwing the entirety of NaNo into Tempting Ballad, but I decided to rework the end concept of the book and the following one so that I don’t need an in between novella. Yet that means Tempting Ballad is probably going to be 10k longer than planned, so I’m going to give myself a little extra time on that one. Besides, Whitfield #2 has a due date for early next year, so I’m better off trying to get the 30-40k novella finished in November and then continuing on at a reasonable clip with Tempting Ballad. Currently I’m at 12k in Of Coppers and Cracksmen, and 30k in Tempting Ballad.

What I’m editing/marketing:

So I’ve gotten most of the feedback for Dungeons and Dating, and I’m actually through a lot of the line by line edits. My goal is to have this book ready for submission by early December (ideally by PitMad). I’m also going to use PitMad as my litmus test for if it’s time to move on to sending A Thief’s Crusade out to publishers. After all, Scrying for Summer and Captured Memories came out last week and they were my last releases for 2019. Next year the only ones I’ve got officially in the book are Rising for Autumn and Waking for Winter. Which means I’ve got to get writing!

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The satiation flooding his bones was something new, a quieting he’d only ever felt around this man. Renn lifted a finger to trail down Kincaid’s chest, those marbled pecs glistening with sweat.

“Don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got,” Renn murmured, needing to distract himself from the way those feelings sunk claws into him. He met Kincaid’s eyes with a cocky grin.

Leo shook his head, a grin spreading wide enough to reveal his fangs. “I thought you knew me better than that.” He sank back down and pressed a kiss on his lips again. When he pulled back, he murmured against his mouth. “We’ve got all night, gorgeous.”

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Weekly Word Count: 10/24/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

I wrote way too much last week, so this week you get NOTHING. Seriously though, it’s all about balance. To write that much in a week means I’ve got to push other things to the back burner, and the next book on my agenda is getting back to Tempting Ballad. I’d say I’m excited to get back to it, but I’ve got a LOT to figure out. I’m going to try to set some groundwork before next week when NaNo starts.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, I sent out my Dungeons and Dating book to beta readers, and then I also did a round of line edits on it to smooth things out before I do contents and then go line by line to add depth/eliminate cliches. Color of a Soul should be out in audio book any day now, which is exciting. I’ve got Hallowread this weekend, so I’ll be selling books there, which means bustling around for last minute scraps to put at my table. If you missed the news, Scrying for Summer is up for pre-order! And coming out the day before that is Captured Memories, the third book in the Cupid’s Cafe series!

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“Are you coming back to the RV?” Liz asked. She cast a glance to the door. “We’re currently parked in a lot up the street for convenience.” Renn’s shoulders tensed again, almost imperceptible, but after spending some time in close quarters with him, those slight signals were becoming all the easier to read.

“Or, alternately, you could enjoy some privacy,” Kincaid stepped in. “I’m sure a few rooms have opened up by now. I’ll book them if you say the word.” Waking up with Renn in his bed this morning had offered a brush of relief when he needed it the most. There was something to be said about waking up with another person beside you, something about the proximity that made the world feel a little less lonely. And he’d been feeling lonely for a long time.

“Oh fuck yes,” Danica breathed. “Sorry, guys, but I’d like some time where I don’t have to try and keep quiet because Liz and Kieran are bunked right above us.”

Liz shrugged. “If you’re paying, I wouldn’t say no to some alone time.”

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Weekly Word Count: 10/9/19

Word Count: 11001

What story I’m currently working on:

Aaaaand the words keep flowing. I’m keeping decent pace, since I just reached 47k on the first book in the Dungeons and Dating series. I’m definitely teetering closer to the finish line, but there’s still quite a bit left to write. We’ll see. If I’m really feeling the scenes, I may finish the book next week, but that’s dependent on how long certain things take to write out, etc. I’d like this book to be 65-70k, but my romances tend to end up around 60k, so I’m not sure how the chips will fall.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’ve slowed down on the edits for Outlier Heir, because I’m also reviewing the audio files for Color of a Soul this week. Hopefully that will be coming out over the next few weeks! Yay new audio book! I also just got the ARC for Scrying for Summer in, which means that it’ll be up for pre-order on Amazon any day now! The other book on pre-order that’s coming out a day earlier is Captured Memories. If somehow you missed out on my bold and beautiful Tribal Spirits series, check out Forged Alliances, the first book in the series, for only 99 cents!

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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.(3)

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Lilah and Rose sat with Tabby at the opposite end of the bar. Roxie strode in their direction. A woman at the bar was giving her the eye, furtive glances followed by a delicate sip from whatever pink drink she was nursing. Roxie bobbed her head in a nod as she passed by, not wanting to be rude. She wasn’t in the mood for a random hookup or one-night stand though.

She wanted something real.

She wanted Mel Roberts.