Happy 2016! I hope all of my readers had a fabulous end to 2015 and so far a great New Year. I finally got back into the writing groove late in 2015. I have an idea of what caused my general funk and hopefully that will never happen again. We shall see. So far things are moving along well and I’ve been inspired to write on multiple fronts.
2016 will bring in three releases for me. The sequel to Born of Stone: Born of Magic, will be out in the summer. Keep your eyes peeled for the cover reveal. My third Archangel book will be out this year as well, but no dated pinned down yet. Also, They Call Me Death is currently undergoing a major make-over. My initial thought was to give it a minor make-over with a basic re-edit. However, my new editor is AMAZING and has my creative wheels spinning like crazy with his initial feedback. So, there may be some major rewrites there after all.
More news: Ellora’s Cave will be putting my Love Beyond Barriers series in print this year. I’m currently trying to think up titles for the two paperbacks. Have an idea? Shoot me an email or comment below. Also, if you own the series and remember seeing a typo, PLEASE let me know. I plan to spend this coming weekend rereading them myself.
On the personal front: I decided not to bother making actual resolutions this year. I’m sick of feeling like a failure in mid-February. So instead I’m going to continue to try making smarter lifestyle choices. I actually started this a couple of months ago. There have been many hiccups so not a lot of visual progress yet, but I’m hopeful. I can say that writing again feels so good, it definitely has me in the right mindset.
That’s it for now but stay tuned for more news. I’m hoping to set up some signings around my new release dates. Want me to come to your city? Please let me know.
Happy August 1st. I’m not sure where the summer is going but it seems to be heading there fast. I just realized I didn’t post a single blog in the month of July. To be honest, I didn’t have a lot going on in my writing life last month.
August will be different. This month I am participating in the Long and Short Reviews’ 8th Anniversary Bash. It lasts from August 17th through the 28th. At some point in that time frame there will be a trivia question from me. Answer it correctly and you’ll be entered to win a copy of one of my books. I’m sorry to say that I don’t remember which one I put up for grabs.
Also this month I will be working harder to get another book finished. My writing has been a bit stagnant for various reasons but I’m feeling the stirrings of my muse again. I have one Archangel series book left in my Entangled contract. However, there are still five more brothers who need to have their stories told. I promise those stories will be published one way or another.
As for my Gargoyle Masters… I’m still waiting on word from Samhain about contracting book two. If they decide not to offer me a contract then I might try my hand at self-publishing for the first time. I haven’t decided yet if I’d like to go that route or try subbing it to a different publisher. To be honest, I don’t want anyone who is waiting for this book to wait any longer than absolutely necessary.
On an unexpected note, I decided to ask Samhain if I can re-edit They Call Me Death. The contract expires this summer and there are a lot of things I would love to change in that book. They said yes. I don’t know exactly what that means yet, but there it is. More info to come as I have it.
I hope everyone has been having a wonderful summer. Try to enjoy what’s left of it and stay cool. We’re boiling down here in Southeast Texas.
After much deliberation and talking myself into and out of it a few times, I’ve decided not to attempt NaNoWriMo this year. To be honest, it’s been hard for me to get in the writing groove lately and I know pushing myself in November is not the answer. Instead, I’m trying very hard to finish book two of my Gargoyle Masters series. I’m on a good flow with that WIP and already about 25,000 words in. So, halting that project for NaNo just seemed like a dumb move.
For everyone who is giving it a go: GOOD LUCK!!
Last year was awesome in terms of my writing. I’m hoping to make this year amazing. Here’s a short list of what I’ve already got in the works, but I hope to add more to it:
New Releases for 2014
From Samhain Publishing:
Born of Stone
Release Date: May This book is about gargoyles and is set in a fantasy world with a medieval flare.
From Ellora’s Cave Publishing:
Release Date: TBA
This is the sequel to Erotic Images with related cahracters, but it can be read alone.
From Entanlged Publishing:
Zerachiel: Archangels Book I (working title)
Release Date: TBA
This is the first in a series about archangels who live among humans.
I still have a ton of WIPs as well, including the sequels to They Call Me Death and Day Shift. I’m hoping to have both of those contracted sometime this year. As for appearances, I will be attending the Romantic Times Readers Convention in New Orleans in May, and will be signing at the large book signing event on Saturday. Also, if I have any print releases this year, I will organize a small book tour to promote that as well.
Stay tuned for more!
Today is December 1st, which means NaNoWriMo has officially ended. Final word count: 35,016. So, no I didn’t win again this year. But here is why I’m okay with that.
It’s all about choices. I realized about a week ago that I still had a chance at winning NaNo if I really buckled down and got to writing. But what did that mean exactly? It meant doing almost nothing over my Thanksgiving Holiday break from work but writing. I’m a married mother of four. There’s no such thing as doing nothing but writing in my life except in small hard-earned sprints. Sure, I could’ve been a real bitch and made it happen. I could’ve told my husband he had to make Thanksgiving dinner, and told my daughters there would be no shopping done until next weekend. There were plenty of opportunities for me to shove everyone who is important to me away and lock the door to my room so I could make the 50,000 word count by 11:59 pm last night. But no. That’s not who I am.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I wholeheartedly respect every single writer who made it. I could’ve been a lot better earlier in the month and not needed the crunch at the end. But honestly, that’s just not how I write. I write when the mood strikes me at the same time I have a free moment. Yeah, that miracle combination doesn’t always happen. So, I’ll try again next year, and the year after that, and the year after that. Who knows. One year it could happen. For now I’ll take my 35, 016 word manuscript and keep adding to it until I’m satisfied it’s a finished product. I’ll also have fond memories of Thanksgiving week from Black Friday Shopping, Christmas tree hunting, cooking Thanksgiving dinner, and overall spending time with my family.
As of the writing of this post I’m waaaaayy behind on my NaNoWriMo word count. However, I do have today off of work, so I’m hoping to catch up a bit.
NaNo always happens at the worst time of year. With the Thanksgiving holiday comes a lot of responsibilities for me as a mom to four students. There are band events, school plays, book fairs, meetings, fall festivals, and so much more. I’ve had a lot of running around to do. Still, If I were to be completely honest with myself, I’d admit my word count would be higher if Facebook didn’t exist. Of course, then I’d just find a different site to play around on.
Anyway, my current word count as of the end of today should be 36,673. I’m sitting at 14,670. Yeah. Over 22,000 words need to be written in the next twelve hours. My best is usually 2,000 per hour if I really go at it hard. So, the 22k isn’t happening today. But I am hoping to hit 40,007 by the end of Sunday. That’s about 8,445 words per day over the next three days. It could happen.
Want a little taste of what I’m working on? Here ya go:
(unedited excerpt from Crossing Death)
None of the men so much as blinked until another man walked up behind them. He wore black cargo pants and a black t-shirt that looked ready to pop from his bulging muscles. The blond hair on his head was cut military short. He came to an abrupt halt behind the armed men and used two fingers to give Rex a quick salute. ‘T-Rex. I see you got your package here safe and sound.”
“You doubted me, Mad Max?” Rex asked with obvious amusement.
Max didn’t even crack a smile. “Never, brother. Never.”
With that he spun on his heel and the other men lowered their weapons. Rex chuckled and motioned for Jana to follow Max. Doubts assailed her as to whether that was a good idea, but it did beat the alternative. She was safely tucked away underground behind a brick wall, chain-link fence, and amongst heavily armed men. Yeah, she’d go where Rex told her to go.
Max led them into what looked like the control room. Television screens lined one wall and appeared to show the entire perimeter of the prison. One view was from a guard tower. It was high enough to make her dizzy so she quickly looked away. Fluorescent bulbs that had long ago been outlawed in WH lit the room with a yellow tint. Max settled into a chair at a long, rectangular table. Rex sat in one of the other nine chairs and she sat beside him.
“So,” Max began. “What brings you to my neck of the woods, T-Rex? You only stop on your way to the big D if you run into trouble.” He blatantly eyed Jana up and down. “Have you?”
He was a good looking guy but something about him gave her the creeps. She fought the urge to move her chair closer to Rex. He cleared his throat and leaned back in his chair, throwing his arm over the back of hers. “In a way. Jana was ejected from WH but we don’t know why. I was hoping you could help us figure it out.”
She fought the urge to look at him, though she wondered about his lie. They knew exactly why she’d been ejected, even if he swore it wasn’t the truth.
Max rubbed his chin and looked her over again. “Payment?”
He shook his head. “I don’t need ammunition right now, my friend. In fact, I’m craving something…a little more delicate.”
Rex’s hand settled on her shoulder and he pulled her close to his side. She didn’t fight him. He shook his head. “I don’t think so. You know I don’t like to share.”
Max tensed and beneath the table Jana barely made out Rex slipping a pistol from his waistband. He settled it in his lap. She still gripped his knife in her hand and prayed she wouldn’t need to use it. Finally Max smiled and his shoulders dropped the slightest bit.
“Yeah, you bastard, I remember.”
Today marks week two of NaNoWriMo. My word count should be sitting somwhere around 25,004 by the end of the day. I’m too embarrassed to admit exactly what it is, but will say it’s only a fraction of that count. Life, as usual, has gotten in the way of my writing. I’ll admit I could be doing better with my time management skills. Hopefully the second half of the month will run more smoothly. We shall see.
And you? Are you writing like crazy this month too? If so, I wish you the best of luck with your word count.