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Weekly Word Count: 6/13/19

Word Count: 3282

What story I’m currently working on:

After finishing A Thief’s Crusade last week, I turned down to a slow simmer on the word count front. Still, 3k of a head start into Tempting Ballad (Discord’s Desire #3) isn’t bad! Of course, right as I start Tempting Ballad, ideas for Pomegranate Kiss (Eros Tales #2) keep creeping into view. I’m hoping to finish both of those books this year. Since I still have half a year ahead of me, I’ve got high hopes.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Catch the fae trifecta I released over the past two weeks! Siren’s Call is out for free,  and Hypnotizing Beat is out, and if you need a light beach read, check out Color of a Soul. Soon enough, I’ll be diving into edits for A Thief’s Crusade, but in the interim, I decided to challenge myself with an intensive edit on Outlier Heir. I think it’s really changed how it reads, and I think the earlier issues are becoming that much clearer. And in July, we’ve got the relaunch of my Philadelphia Coven Chronicles with Hunting for Spring, and the brand new launch of the 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:

“Ditch the cigarette,” Renn said, hooking his thumbs through the belt loops of his patched-up leather pants. His Doc Martens scuffed the asphalt as he closed the distance between them.

Kincaid’s lips pursed, amusement gleaming in those eyes. “Oh yeah? Any reason I’d give a damn about, or do you just feel like being bossy?” His deep bass rumbled through the air, and Renn sucked his lower lip through his teeth. He’d probably murder someone to hear that voice whisper dirty things in his ear.

Renn reached out and grabbed him by the lapels of his button-down. “Yeah, because I don’t want to fucking taste an ash tray when I make out with you.”

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Weekly Word Count: 6/6/19

Word Count: 16,500

What story I’m currently working on:

WELL NOW, I finished A Thief’s Crusade at 73k! Man, that was a fucking rush. I love that story, which means I need to put some time away from it before I dive in to edit. Which will give me a chance to explore the following books in the three series I have open, Discord’s Desire, Whitfield Files, and The Eros Tales.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, shit, everything’s still chugging along! Siren’s Call is my FREE read that’s now out! And I’ll be diving back into editing soon enough with A Thief’s Crusade, so I’ll enjoy this blessed gift of time for right now. Sounds like Forged Redemption will be coming out October 1st, which leaves plenty of time to catch up with my Tribal Spirits series! Or if you’re in the mood for fae, you can dive into Hypnotizing Beat, Color of a Soul, or the upcoming Hunting for Spring!

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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.”

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Line of the week:

Dan slipped out after him, jogging to catch up since Grif had already started walking. “Anyone ever tell you that you’re bossy?”

Grif flashed him a heartbreaker smile. “That’s why I’m the boss, babe.”

The sky was a sapphire blue with smears of pastel clouds scattered throughout. The wind brought the crisp scent of water traveling his way, and Grif threaded his fingers through his as they strolled down the walking path. Up ahead, the Buckingham Fountain spurted jets high into the sky, the pale green statues chalky under the intense rays. The water glittered like crystals sprinkled in the drops.

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Weekly Word Count: 5/23/19

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, my pace ground to a halt this week! I had a three day convention to vend at, and then when I returned on Monday, I was in full edits mode, which left zero time for working on the new story. On top of all of that, I had a release both Friday and Tuesday, so any hope of getting new wordage out was flushed down the toilet. However, hopefully by Monday at the latest, I’ll be back into the swing of things and pounding out the words. I’m in the last sector of this book.

What I’m editing/marketing:

So, I’m fully committed to getting Forged Redemption done. I make the vow now that by next week’s check-in, I’ll have the book finished and turned in to my editor. (That’s how freaking close I am) It’s what I’m working on all day today. On top of that, Forged Contracts is still on sale for 99 cents, and Forged Futures is now live! If you haven’t nabbed Tales from the Skies yet, it’s available for only 99 cents! More news on the agenda includes Hypnotizing Beat, book 2 in my Discord’s Desire series is going to be coming out before the end of the month, potentially May 29th! And if you haven’t nabbed Color of a Soul yet, it comes out June 3rd, and Hunting for Spring and Taking Root will be coming out the following month in July!

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Teaser of the week:

“She was two steps from vomiting on the lawn, yet here she stood sounding like a homicidal maniac.”

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Line of the week:

“Wait,” Grif said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. Dan stilled, soaking in the heat from his palm.

“Tuesday is the day I lost them. Ever since then, I’ve never done a job on that day.”

Well, shit. Dan didn’t need to ask who ‘they’ were. He’d seen the shattered glass pain in Grif’s eyes at the mention of his murdered parents. He’d heard the acid edge to his tone when he talked about what had happened to them. Dan reached up to rest his hand over Grif’s, and he squeezed tight. Those words, faint, exposed, and wholly real, gave his heart a violent tug. If he wasn’t careful, he might tumble headfirst for this man.

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Weekly Word Count: 5/10/19

Word Count: 1072

What story I’m currently working on:

Post vacation some life things cropped up, making my normal writing schedule an impossibility, so I settled for at least getting some done yesterday. I managed to get to 48k in A Thief’s Crusade, and I’m still hoping I’ll be able to work my way back up into finishing this book before the end of the month. If not though, I’d be perfectly happy to finish it in June.

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’m pushing hard on Forged Redemption. Priority-wise, it’s feeling more important to get this turned in before the end of the month than getting the other book written, especially with Forged Futures coming out on May 21st. The edits are going pretty smoothly so far, and it’s been easy to integrate the necessary changes I needed to make. If you haven’t gotten to catch up on Tribal Spirits yet, don’t forget to nab Forged Contracts while it’s only 99 cents! Forged Futures is up for pre-order too, and I can’t wait to see what people think of that book. On May 17th, Tales from the Skies comes out, 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:

“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:

“Bed. Now,” Grif commanded, grabbing Dan’s wrist and dragging him forward.

“Anyone ever tell you that you’re bossy?” Dan murmured, his eyes flashing with mischief. The wry grin on his lips was one that Grif wanted to capture with his mouth.

“I’ll spank your ass for that one,” Grif muttered, closing the distance to the balcony door in a couple quick strides.

“Promises, promises,” Dan responded. His tongue traced his lips in a slow, sensual way that made Grif want to just slam him against a wall and take him here.

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Weekly Word Count: 2/27/19

Word Count: 4007

What story I’m currently working on:

My pace slowed again last week because I finished all of the proposals, and then had life things going on. However, I’m still determined to get to 20k by the end of the month, and since I’m currently at 18k, I’m close!!! Once I finish Forged Redemption, it’s a dice roll what I’ll work on next, but I have a lot of projects in the works as well as series to continue!

What I’m editing/marketing:

I’m continuing to edit Rising for Autumn, but I’m going to have to switch to marketing soon. On top of that though, An Airship Named Desire and A Tale of Two Airships are currently on sale, and for the rest of the month, Forged Decisions is only 99 cents! On top of all of that, Of Tinkers and Technomancers will be coming out in a couple of weeks! Excite! Just in time to promote the pre-order of Forged Contracts which just went live! Never a dull moment…

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Teaser of the week:

“Mislabeled the sign,” a cocky voice called from the door. “Should read ‘Doggie Daycare_ with the amount of pups packed into this place.” The man_s eyes twinkled with his l

Currently listening to:

Line of the week:

Ally glanced to him while she sipped at her coffee. “Stop making those weird faces at me. It’s creepy.”

Sweet, sweet, domestic bliss.

Drew’s lips quirked with a grin. “You mean my actual face? Should I just tear it off and start over from scratch?”

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Weekly Word Count: 2/13/19

Word Count: 14035

What story I’m currently working on:

Well, things changed immensely in the span of a week…I’ve got two proposals due by the end of the month, so I finished my 9k one for the Narnia Club, and I’m 2k into the LGBT heist romantic suspense. Unfortunately that also means that Forged Redemption had to take a backseat for a little while, because this has the more pressing deadline. However, I did still make it to 13k with Forged Redemption, so some forward progress on that book! Holy shit though, I launched myself back into writing in an intense way.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well shit, guys. The news keeps coming. Hypnotizing Beat just got contracted with Evernight Publishing! And editing is finally taking a backseat while I do some writing, though I’m still working through the initial Rising for Autumn ones. If you’re into some steampunk romance, check out 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:

“They shot one of ours.” The lines deepened around his grey eyes. “I_d waste the whole army for spilling a drop of my crew_s blood.”

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Line of the week:

The city of love was the last place Luciana Martinez wanted to be.

She leaned hard against the side of the cab, staring out the window as the city flickered by, all boutiques with seafoam green overhangs, and the patisserie windows lit in amber light featuring mouthwatering eclairs and pistachio tarts. Throngs of business professionals strolled along the sidewalks in posh scarves, fitted peacoats, and slim suits. She tugged at the worn duffel bag slung over her shoulder, one she should’ve dropped when she entered but had been clinging to like a security blanket the whole ride over.

Sure, it was Callie’s turn to pick their vacation, and sure, they’d geeked about coming to Paris for years, but man, the fucking timing. Her divorce papers weren’t even old enough to crawl.

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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)

Currently listening to:

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.”