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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Line of the week:
“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.”