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Weekly Word Count: 8/19/20

Word Count: 0

What story I’m currently working on:

Currently, writing is on a break while I play catch up with everything I pushed aside to get those words down. It’s always a juggle with projects. I’m not really sure what’s next on my agenda either, whether I’m going to write book 2 in the Outlaws series, book 4 in the Discord’s Desire one, or book 4 in Charmed in Charleston! Most likely the former two, not the latter one, because I’ve got plenty of time on Charmed in Charleston since the series isn’t coming out for another few years.

What I’m editing/marketing:

What I HAVE been doing is editing like a beast. I’m down to the final pass on Restrained Desires, and once I’m done that, then I’ll start diving into some new wordage, whatever that might be. On the editing front next is retooling parts of Saving Throw before I start sending it out on submissions before the end of the year. I’m already getting some beta reader eyes on Tempting Fire, so I’ll be able to get that rolling too, and then the final release of the year, Waking for Winter, is coming up!

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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.

Currently reading:

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Currently listening to:

Line of the week:

Aubrey caught sight of her and waved. As she did, the woman by her side turned around too.

Chelsea, of course. The woman’s gaze locked on hers, and her grin widened. Chels had changed since their earlier brunch, slipping into a crimson dress that hugged her ass and black leggings and knee-high boots straight out of her fantasies. Her rich chestnut hair lay in tumbles across her shoulders, and the dim lighting of Renegades highlighted her sepia skin.

“Hey, Ky,” Chelsea said, crooking her fingers as she beckoned her over. Fuck, the simple gesture sent her body into overdrive. The woman seemed to take a sadistic delight in teasing her, but the more Chelsea did, the more Kyle could swerve past the awkwardness and find her words.

Author:

I split my time writing and working my day job as a massage therapist. If it’s a creative pursuit though, chances are I’ve dabbled in it. Hell, I’ve played around with soapmaking, beer brewing, cupcake baking, tea blending and everything else under the midday sun. At the end of the day, my constant is always reading, writing and editing. I’m an Aries-Taurus cusp–which to any astrology buffs should tell you plenty. I hit the East Coast convention circuit pretty hard and chances are, you can find me vending for Solstice Brews while simultaneously promoting my books.

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