*cracks whip* WIPetty WIPetty WIPetty #WIPpetWednesday

Good morning!! I’m back for a second week in a row. That’s like a record or something. I did finish NaNo on the 14th. And since my in-laws canceled Thanksgiving with us, I now have the opportunity to finish writing the book this month. 3.5 chapters and an epilogue left to go. w00t! then I get to start the wonderful editing process.

For this week’s snippet, I chose the scene pretty much directly after the last one. I’m trying not to give away too many hints, and that’s going to get hard to do real soon. Here are 16 sentences from chapter 2 of OBlique. Here’s my math. 2-1 = 1 and 5 +1 = 6. 1 and 6 makes 16 when put side by side. =P

“So at Logan’s this girl pretty much fainted in one of the aisles.”

“And you just happened to be there?” Sissy asked, flipping her silky hair over her shoulder.

Jaclyn had always been jealous of her looks. Where she was tiny and scrawny and could easily pass for a boy if she wanted to, Sissy was curvy and voluptuous in all the right places. “Yes, I just happened to be there buying my dinner. Anyway, Dale didn’t know what to do, so I had to intervene.”

“Ahh, playing the hero. And was this lass pretty?”

Jaclyn pursed her lips. Her cheeks reddened and her chest heated. Before she could respond in either the affirmative of the negative, Sissy was pushing at her shoulders.

“Oh my God, she was, wasn’t she?”

Jaclyn nodded.

“Come on, Tiny. Spill the details.”

“Ugh, you know I hate that.”

“Spill!”

Taking a deep breath, Jaclyn leaned back into the couch again as she flicked her tennis shoes off her feet and curled her legs under her body. “Nothing much. She said she got dizzy and tried to sit down. I think she sat down harder than she expected to.”

“And you did a medical exam?”

Jaclyn gave Sissy a short look. “Get your head out of the romance novel, Lenora. That’s not how it works in the real world.”
Sissy clicked her tongue and shook her head. “That’s how it happened with me and Dougie.”

“Dougie and me,” Jaclyn corrected.

“Shh. It can happen anyway.”

And that’s it folks! All are welcome to join in the WIPeteering fun. Just make a blog post with a snippet somehow related to the date and linkie up here. As for the rest of what’s going on in my world…

Yesterday I had an odd and interesting thing happen to me. While I was avoiding writing, because why else would I write, I was working on whatever I could find. That meant first edits for Lost & Forsaken so I could send to betas, copy-edits on my short Deathscape with has a potential release date of April 6th with Less Than Three Press, and then I did finally get to writing on this new thing OBlique and promoting my release for Grace through Redemption happening on Dec 1. Like…how many more books/stories can I add into that chaos in one day!?

That’s the odd that. Oh! And I finally got video of bumblebee kicking up a storm in my belly. It’s about time. Only took months to get a good enough video of it happening.

The story continues… #ROW80 and #WIPpetWednesday

As you can see below, I haven’t done much, and I’m heading in a very busy month for me. I’m hoping I get something done this week before I start driving around the entire middle part of our country it seems. I’m pretty sure I’ll be putting close to 3k miles on my car in the month of June with about 5 separate trips. Feel free to shoot me now and save me the pain later. =P

1. Lost & Forsaken — write 1 chapter a day until complete (3.5 chapters to go)

Sunday – none
Monday – none
Tuesday – none

2. Simple Biology — write 1 chapter a day until complete (26 chapters to go)

– This is to start after Lost & Forsaken is finished

3. Outline that novella thing the paranormal romance that has no name so, MILFy thing 3 (14 chapters)

4. Edit Grace through Redemption — 1 chapter a day until caught up, then as they come in from betas

Sunday: chap 13
Monday: none
Tuesday: none

I’m waiting no the next chapter from beta readers, so until then I have nothing to do.

5. Edit Unbound — 2 chapters a day until completed

Sunday: none
Monday: none
Tuesday: none

I swear to better work before Sunday, but I will be out of town Friday and Saturday, so we’ll see.

Onto WIPpet Wednesday.

As a continuation of what I wrote last week…I did finish the outline of this novella because I was trying to avoid writing more until I finish writing Grace. That didn’t work out completely in my head as I did write more, but I haven’t finished writing chapter one yet. This novella is still untitled, so MILFy 3 thing will be in progress as soon as I finish Grace 4.

If you would like to join in WIPpet Wednesday, it’s uber easy and open to all. Just make a blog post with a snippet of your work in progress, correlate it to the date somehow, and link it up here to all the rest of us. We’ll check you out, you check us out, and the world goes round.

Today I give you 15 short paragraphs for the last two digits in the year. I’ve also included the two moments of dialogue from the previous post to help you remember where you were.

“What does she do?”

“Just wanders,” Kay answered, her eyes wide.

“That’s it?” Harper asked. “Doesn’t seem so scary.”

Kay chuckled, rolling her neck. She wanted to go back inside to employee housing, but she didn’t at the same time. Sighing, she stretched her back muscles and stared into the fire. “Well, some people say she kidnaps children. I don’t think so much though. We don’t have a lot of children going missing around her. Stupid adults, yeah, children, not really.”

Harper nodded. “Sounds like a stupid legend if you ask me.”

Kay rolled her eyes. Some new recruits bought it, while others didn’t. It didn’t matter in the long run anyway. She was doing her duty and sharing the legend that had been shared with her, passing down the story to the next generation of rangers at the park so the story would always be alive. Tucking her hair behind her ear, Kay closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of the night.

There was water moving far off, so far off she could barely hear it. The trees rustled in the wind, their branches brushing together to create a constant background noise that she missed during her winter months gone. Kay loved the outdoors, loved being in Glacier, but it wasn’t feasible to work there year round. It was closed most months of the year, meaning she had to find work in her home town for the remaining months.

But three months of Glacier was bliss for her. Bliss in a way she could never quite explain to anyone. She licked her lips and glanced back at the blazing fire. Luckily it was still the beginning of the summer and fire season hadn’t hit yet. Toward the end they wouldn’t be allowed to have their fires, not that other rangers would be interested that far in.

“What else does she do?” Gladys asked, bringing Kay out of her thoughts and back to the legend she was sharing.

Kay shrugged. “It’s said she didn’t appear until the early 1900s. She’s been here since before the park was a park.”

“How do you know it’s a she?”

Frowning, Kay looked over at Jackson. “Because she looks like a she?”

“Don’t all ghosts look alike anyway? Billowy, white, ethereal?”

Her brow furrowed, and Kay shook her head. “She has long white hair. I think she’s more doing a disappearing act than the whole Casper the ghost thing. I haven’t heard any stories of her levitating or glowing anyway.”

“So she could be real.”

“I guess,” Kay answered. “But she’s seen every year all the time. She’s not just a tourist, and she’s been here since before the park was established. She’d be damn old if she was real.”

And that’s all I have for you today folks! Catch you on the flip side!

Glacial Freeze #ROW80 and #WIPPetWednednesday

Well hello there!! I’m doing loads of new things this week. I’ve got my new goal sheet and I’m going to be doing a new WIPpet with you all. Here’s ROW80

1. Lost & Forsaken — write 1 chapter a day until complete (7 chapters to go)

Monday – Yup! ch 15
Tuesday – ch 16
Wednesday – working on it right now!

2. Simple Biology — write 1 chapter a day until complete (26 chapters to go)

– This is to start after Lost & Forsaken is finished

3. Outline that novella thing the paranormal romance that has no name so, MILFy thing 3

– nope

4. Edit Grace through Redemption — 1 chapter a day until caught up, then as they come in from betas

Monday – ch 5
Tuesday – ch 6 & 7

5. Edit Unbound — 2 chapters a day until completed (round 1), 2 chapters a day until completed (round 2)

– haven’t done this! doh!

So for WIPpet!

I decided to take a page from Regi’s book. Since I’m not going to share from Lost & Forsaken (it’s book 4 and book 2 isn’t even out yet. Finding non-spoilers is hard), I’m going to work straight through on a this MILFy thing 3 that I want to write. My ultimate goal is to keep it about 40k words total, but since I’ve tried that in the past and NOT had luck with it, we’ll see how this goes. I’ll be posting an excerpt a week from the MILFy thing 3, pretty much writing a little each week until I finish the two projects I have going now and then I’ll bang it (pun maybe intended?). So here we go…the MILFy thing 3.

This is hard, since I don’t have names for characters yet lol

Okay, here’s what I did. I sat down and wrote for five minutes to start this story. 5 minutes being for the 5th month of the year. Please excuse all typos, seeing as how I literally just typed this out. Have fun!

“Have you ever heard the legend?” Kay whispered one night. Her heart was thundering in her chest, but she knew hers wasn’t as bad as the other rangers. She took a deep breath when they shook their heads no, the firelight flickering on their faces in the cold night air. “Really?”

“Nope,” Gladys replied. “But it is only my first year here.”

Kay nodded. She’d been a ranger at Glacier National Park for the last three summers. Gladys was only on her first, and she’d been stationed at the park entrance, meaning she probably didn’t hear as many of the stories as Kay had. It was a lonely job up front.

“It starts like this. There’s been sightings, all over the park, of this woman. They say she’s ethereal, pale as a ghost with hair so white. But she’s young. In her twenties maybe.” Kay looked around at the other rangers and smiled. No doubt some of them had heard the story before, or perhaps they had even seen the woman wandering the forests. Kay had never seen her, but that didn’t matter much, it was fun to spread the story around. “Her eyes are as blue as the center of Lake Mary.”

“Have you see her?” Gladys asked, leaning in, her curly hair with gray streaks falling in front of her eyes.

“I haven’t. But Jacob told me he saw her once.”

“Who’s Jacob?”

“He worked her last year. Wife’s pregnant though.”

Gladys nodded and so did Harper. Kay took a deep breath, the tension in her chest tightening as she continued. “She wanders the forests during the day and at night. Guests have seen her coming and going, but when they go in search for her no one can find her.”

“That’s not surprising out here,” Harper muttered.

“Well, that’s true,” Kay agreed. Every year people got lost in the great forests of the national park, and every year someone didn’t come home, never to be seen from again. It was their job to make sure that happened the least amount of times as possible. “She wanders through the forest. Jacob said she was humming this tune that he’d never heard before but it sounded like a lullaby.”

“What does she do?”

“Just wanders,” Kay answered, her eyes wide.

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One month and ten days #WIPpetWednesday

Hey all! It’s been awhile since I’ve joined up. Basically a month. And boy did I need it. I haven’t posted on my blog in a month at all, and I needed the break. I was posting almost every single day for something, and trust me, while it’s fun, it’s hard to keep up with that. I’m planning on slowly easing back into it. But for now, I have quite a few announcements to make. A lot can happen in a month.

I had a short story accepted into an anthology. A Blizzard’s Blow, featuring Lollie and Andrea, will be included in the Young Love, Old Hearts anthology put on by Supposed Crimes, LLC. I’m really excited. I absolutely love this short story. A. M. Leibowitz, fellow WIPpeteer and friend, also had a short story accepted into the anthology! w00t! So if you want a review copy, let me know. It releases May 1.

I got my cover in for Memoir in the Making earlier this week. Eeeek! so I shall share it with you all. This one also releases May 1.

Memoir04sampleMemoir in the Making is my first romance novel, like pure romance, no weird creatures or random dying (okay only maybe a little random dying). I’m nervous and excited about it coming out. So, if you want a review copy of it, let me know.

Here’s the blurb:

Forbidden love is often the most attractive.

The first day of her junior year in college was supposed to go off without a hitch. But when Ainsley Jacobs sat in her memoir class with a professor she’d never had before, her life took an unexpected turn. She couldn’t get her well-dressed professor, Meredith Frenz, out of her head.

Meredith had lived a lonely yet comfortable life for the past fifteen years, and despite flings here and there, she had no desire to jump head first into a relationship, especially one with her student. Despite all her thwarted efforts, Meredith was determined to keep to herself and push Ainsley away.

Anyway…I also have a release on June 1, of Fallen from Grace (Spirit of Grace #2) because YAY! MORE GRACE! Grace through Redemption is currently with beta’s, meaning it’ll hopefully be out late this year or early next year.

I’m writing up short stories to go along with For by Grace. 5 in each bundle and 3 bundles. It’s an interesting experiment for me. I never thought I was very good at short stories and this is kind of proving that. Anyway. I have the first ones already out, the second ones are due on March 22 (and I haven’t even started yet, fast forward to today’s WIPpet), and the third bundle are due the first of May. I might be a bit insane by the time June is over.

I also just got edits back for Quarter Life: Unbound. My vampirey one? Yeah. I’m excited. I have a lot of revising to do, but it gets to see the like of day in October. Faye needs it. lol.

This leads me to WIPpet Wednesday. WIPpet Wednesday is where a bunch of us authorly types gets together, post something from our WIP (Work In Progress) for the rest of the world to see and then we cross pollinate and comment on everything. Each WIPpet has something to do with the date. Although, there is one exception to this rule. If you started something. Which I did, just a few minutes ago.

So you get the first 4 paragraphs of an Amya short story titled “Consult” which is in the second bundle of Amya’s Take-Out called Dignity Lost. P.S. I am never forcing myself to name this many things in one series again. Chapter numbers are fine from here on out.

Amya sat in her office and twiddled her thumbs. It had been an unending line of officers through her door for the past week and the silence was strong, chaotic and exactly what she needed. She lifted her hand and rubbed at the tension in the center of her chest, willing it to go away. Even Reyes being shot hadn’t been this bad. Davidson—that was a completely different story.

It may have easily been her hardest week at work ever, and not because of the topic at hand, but because of the time it took her to do it. It was as if the week suddenly spouted a whole extra hundred hours and she didn’t know where to put them or what to do with them. Sighing and rubbing her eyes, Amya listened to the happenings of her office.

Her secretary was out in the center office working on something. The click, click, click of her ridiculously long acrylic nails against the keyboard were enough to make Amya want to shut the door. Drawing in a deep breath, holding it in her chest, and letting it out slowly, Amya centered herself. She needed to be focused on God, on the next officer who walked through her door and the next moment when she had to once again hear how Davidson’s brains were blasted all over the ceiling of his cruiser.

She shook the image from her mind’s eye and swallowed hard. She’d seen it. Many of the other officers hadn’t. It was just a story passed along like the game telephone and each time someone new told it the story was more garbled, bloodier and worse than before. Amya knew they’d all be affected, but this obsession with the details of Davidson’s death were too much for her to bear.

And there you have it folks. If you’d like to join in WIPpet Wednesday, feel free. We’re open to all! Just make your post and head on over here to link it up to the rest of them.

 

 

On Fire!!! #ROW80 & #WIPpetWednesday

Well, it’s Wednesday. That means I get to post a ROW80 update and a WIPpet update. I woke up this morning with a killer sore throat. I guess I’m not as over this cold thing as I thought I was. February has started, and February at my day job is INSANE! Not because it’s the month specifically but because I have a trip, it’s the start to Lent, it’s the start of so many things I have to be involved in.

But I’ve also been on fire this week. I can taste the rainbow! I’m going to start with ROW80 as is normal. If you’re just here for the WIPpet, skip down.

  • write 1667 words a day
    • Sunday – 4197
    • Monday – 4420
    • Tuesday – 3913
  • Blog posts each week:ROW80,WIPpet, Open When, and 1 extra post
    • Have two extra posts this week, one today and one tomorrow.
  • Audio: Record/Edit a chapter a week
    • Not done

I have about 8k words left to write in the novel I’m currently working on…that means I’ll have to find something new for after that. I won’t be posting next week at all since I will be out of town. I’ll schedule most of my regular posts, but that’s it.

WIPpet

So this week was a bit difficult for me to choose because I’ve written so much. Next week, meaning Ash Wednesday, meaning Feb 18th and the next time I’ll be participating, will be EVEN harder. I should be done with this novel by then. I should be done with this series by then. It’s sad to think about.

Here’s my WIPpet for the week. From chapter 14, Fire and Brimstone. Deputy Grace Halling has just responded to a call where a vehicle is on fire in a transit parking lot. Today you get 8 short paragraphs because well… 2 +4 + 0 ( 1 + 5) = 8

Once the fire was doused, the firefighters checked on the car. Grace still stood in place. Other officers had driven by, but she’d waved them off to continue with their rounds. It wouldn’t do to have them all gathered around a transit station for nothing more than just a car. She was just debating whether or not to call in investigations when the firefighter who was clearly in charge waved her over.

Grace’s knees creaked when she took her first step. The cold had gotten to them and locked them in place. She slowly made her way closer. The smell was sickening. The scent of burning wood was often comforting, but this, this was a mixture of plastic and heat. Heat beyond what she’d ever seen. Grace wrinkled her nose as she took another step, hitting a patch of ice.

She groaned when her body tilted. Her hands flung out on either side of her body and she swung them around to try and stop her momentum. It didn’t help. Grace closed her eyes as the weight of her body barreled closer to the ground. Her back hit it first, then her shoulders and then her head. Grace moaned and turned on her side as soon as everything stopped moving.

The firefighters were right on top of her. She kept her eyes shut to wave off the embarrassment and to focus herself before she tried to get up again. Their hands were on her face and they were talking to her, but Grace ignored them for a moment. Her back, butt and head hurt like it hadn’t in ages. She’d thought she’d gotten so much better at the being clumsy thing, but obviously she had not.

They tapped her face, and Grace finally opened her eyes to look at them. “Are you all right?” one asked.

“Yeah, fucking dandy. Anyone ever tell you water turns to ice when it’s ten below zero?”

He grinned but kept his hand on her cheek when he respond. “Why yes, yes they did. Also why I walk carefully in the vicinity of water in that temperature.”

She snorted and rolled up so she was leaning on her side. Her head spun and made her feel queasy. Grace clamped her mouth shut and closed her eyes again as the wave of dizziness floated through her system. It would not be good if they wanted to call paramedics. She would be out for her shift, and she couldn’t have that happening. It’d only just begun.

If you would like to join in WIPpet Wednesday, DO IT! To participate you post an excerpt of your WIP, work in progress, on your blog. Correlate it somehow to the date. Then link it here with the rest and comment on some other ones. It’s all fun and games. =P

Funny Money #WIPpetWednesday and #ROW80

I really must apologize for not visiting anyone last week. Between having a crappy weekend and then dealing and fighting with depression and illness, it wasn’t possible. Hopefully most of that is over now, or at least will be over by the end of today.

I’m going to try and make up for the days I haven’t written, which now include yesterday. Although, yesterday I came home from work after an hour and a half because I could barely even sit up in my chair. My secretary yelled at me for coming in at all. I feel much better now.

Here’s my ROW80 update.

  • write 1667 words a day
    • Sunday – 0
    • Monday – 2099
    • Tuesday – 0
  • Blog posts each week:ROW80,WIPpet, Open When, and 1 extra post
    • Got this and a few extra for the next two weeks! w00t!
  • Audio: Record/Edit a chapter a week
    • Not done

I have also been working on some promotional stuffs. So … you all get to hear about it now.

Memoir in the Making is being released soon. If you are an author of LGBT et al fiction, sign up for the release party! Free promo to you (pick more than one date). If you want to participate in the blog tour, here’s a sign up. It is a review only tour, so yeah, but LOADS of time to read it.

We’re also doing a blitz for Love is a Mess anthology along with exchanging guest posts through the authors, so you can look forward to that upcoming on my blog. I think that’s all the promo I’ve been setting up. That and getting swag ready. I really need to stop having two releases back to back. It about killed me last summer and I imagine it might this year as well.

Now for WIPpet Wednesday. I really do apologize for not visiting anyone. I try to get to all of you, but this was a hard week. So, I’m trying again this week. 11 short paragraphs from chapter 9, Funny Money. I get 11 because 1 + 2 + 8 = 11.

Grace pulled the free bill out from her pocket and looked it over again. “Is this what you paid for your meal with?”

“How do I know? I paid cash, yes, but I don’t know if that’s the bill I gave them or not.”

“Well, it is the bill you gave them. Lance, your waiter, took it directly to his manager when he noticed something wasn’t quite right with it.”

“What do you mean something’s not right with it?”

“Look closely.”

Grace held the bill up so he could see. After a few seconds he shook his head. “I see nothing wrong with it.”

“That’s interesting. I don’t remember you being a president.”

“What?”

Grace pointed to the picture on the front of it. “This is you. This is not a president. You made fake money with your own damn image on it. How stupid could you be?”

“This has to be a mistake.”

“No mistake.”

If you’re interested in joining ROW80, here’s the link to their website. If you’re interested in joining WIPpet Wednesdays, here are the rules and subsequent links. Rule 1: Make a blog post with your WIP (Work in Progress). Rule 2: Make your excerpt somehow relate to the date. Rule 3: link it up here. Rule 4: visit others and comment. We all love comments.

A promotion opportunity… #ROW80 and #WIPpetWednesday

Good morning, world! As my crazy week continues into day eleven of no time off, I’ve decided to take half days. Meaning, I’m home by noon and napping by three and awake again by five. It kills any extra writing time I would get in the afternoons, but three hour naps are often awesome. Then I go back to work in the evenings for some meetings I’m not happy about having (mostly because I want time off, not their content).

Anyway, I am getting some stuff done in the mornings for the most part. Here’s my ROW80 update.

  • write 1667 words a day
    • Sunday — 0
    • Monday — 0
    • Tuesday — 2291
  • Blog posts each week:ROW80,WIPpet, Open When, and 1 extra post
    • I have a post scheduled for every single day this week. All 7 days of them. I’ve started a new blog series that’ll last around ten weeks about the broken taboos I write.
  • Audio: Record/Edit a chapter a week
    • My speakers blew out in my brand new computer that is just barely a month old. So no…I haven’t done this yet, and I’m not sure when I’ll get to it at this point.

 

Onto WIPpet Wednesday. I’m still hard at work on Grace through Redemption. I have to say, it’s very weird to be working on book 3 when book 2 isn’t out yet. It comes out in June, and we’re working on final edits for it. But still weird. Luckily, there’s loads of non-spoilery information and chunks for me to choose from. This is from a chapter called “Tricks and Pranks.” I think it’s about time Grace move forward in her own little world.

OH! I wrote a short story earlier this year, and I might turn it into a novel. Or at least use that to build a novel, and if I do that, Grace might back a reappearance in it. That’d be pretty kick ass. I still have to write it and get a main character set up, but thus far I think I’ve got the plot figured out. =P

Here are 19 paragraphs (short because it’s pretty much all one line dialogue) from Tricks and Pranks in Grace through Redemption. 19 because 14 + 5 = 19 x 1 = 19 x 1= 19 + (2 x 0) = 19

“Halling.”

“Captain,” she responded with malice in her tone.

“Statement?”

She ran through the events quickly, adding at the end that everything else would be in her report. He took down the basic facts in his tiny notebook and then nodded to her when she finished. Grace felt relief and was about to jump back into her cruiser to finish out what was left of her shift. Hopefully no more calls came in.

“Halling,” he said again, his gaze piercing her.

“Yes, sir.”

“Have you thought about becoming a detective?”

Grace’s brows furrowed, and she narrowed her eyes at him, giving him a disbelieving look. “No, sir. I haven’t.”

“You’ve been a patrol officer for ten years now.”

“I have.”

“And you’ve never thought about it?”

Grace scoffed and shook her head. “I’ve thought about it. Sure. Who hasn’t? But it’s not something I ever thought about pursuing. At least not yet.”

“Well, think about it some more and apply for the positions when they open up. We’re moving people around in departments and have retirements coming up. Your name has been tossed around as a good fit.”

“It—what?”

“Your name has been brought to our attention.”

“For a detective?”

“Yes.”

Grace let out a breath and looked up at him, her eyes wide and her mind racing. She wasn’t sure what to say. She’d honestly never thought she would make a good detective, but with Amya in her life perhaps it would be a good idea to take a position that wasn’t as much on the front-lines as she was.

“I’ll think about it,” Grace answered, finally.

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A few days down, a ton more to go. #ROW80 & #WIPpetWednesday

Good morning all!

I’m excited to report that it’s the start of a new year and the start of a new round of ROW80, as if you didn’t already know that. A few days ago, Sunday I think, I started writing a short story for submission. It wasn’t quite going how I had planned it, but someone said to turn it into something else and it flew off! I finished it quickly, had it edited and now it’s off to submission. I can’t believe it. And I’m still creeped out by what I wrote.

Right now, I’m in debates as to whether or not to continue the story in a sense. Adding in a new main character, but still continuing what has happened into a full-length novel. Meanwhile, I’m back to focusing on Grace through Redemption. So perhaps I’ll have a new crime novel to replace the series I’m about to finish.

While my cats going insane behind me on their kittynip filled cat tree, I’m going to do my ROW80 update and then WIPpet Wednesday.

ROW80

  1. write 1667 words a day
    Monday – 2790
    Tuesday – 964
  2. Blog posts each week: ROW80, WIPpet, Open When, and 1 extra post
    Got this so far. My one extra post this week is another Open When to make up for some I missed in November and December. I’m almost done making them up.
  3. Audio: Record/Edit a chapter a week
    For my own sanity, I’m starting my weeks on Wednesday. So I haven’t done this one yet, but I have a whole week to get it done

I’m getting things accomplished which is the goal. I realized earlier this morning that I don’t have a day off this week, meaning I’m trying to juggle two extra days at work and all of this. I’m hoping it goes well over the weekend. We’ll see.

For those of you who were wondering what I was crocheting last round–here it is!

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WIPpet Wednesday!

WIPpet Wednesday is this amazing thing where writers from around the world get together and post snippets from their WIP (Work in Progress). They make the snippet correlate to the date in some form or fashion. They link it here and then we go and read as many of the other posts as we can. Join in!

For this week I have an excerpt from Grace through Redemption. I finally started in on chapter 2, and had I not been counseling a family with the loss of a father and planning the funeral, I would have gotten at least 1/3 through the chapter and a lot more done.

So here we are. From the chapter Tricks and Pranks. 6 paragraphs because 7 – 1 = 6

Without talking to anyone on her way to the bakery, Grace grabbed a container of six donuts and beelined it for the checkout station. The cashier rung her up, nodding and trying to make small talk. Grace had no desire to even continue the conversation. She was just heading out the front doors when there was a commotion.

Two preteen boys were at the register, and the cashier who had been oh so nice to Grace was checking them out. Eight dozen cartons of eggs. Grace pursed her lips and raced out to her cruiser. Shoving the car into gear after starting the engine, she drove to the corner of the store and waited for the preteen troublemakers to exit.

She had barely gotten into position when the double doors slid open, revealing one boy in raggedy jeans and another in perfect ones. Grace bit her lip and tightened the muscles in her shoulders and neck as she craned her head to see which direction they went. Surprisingly, they didn’t even leave the parking lot.

That early in the morning, the vehicles parked were mostly employees. In fact, as Grace glanced at the clock to double check the time, she was surprised preteen boys were even awake at eight in the morning. They settled some of the eggs in their pockets of their baggy jeans, their hoodies and in their hands. The rest of the cartons sat unused on the cold cement.

Grace waited. As soon as the first egg flew, she was ready to pounce. Her foot tapped against the floor of the cruiser, and she kept her eyes locked on the two troublemakers as much as she could as they danced around and joked with each other. The one in torn jeans fake threw an egg, trying to get the other kid to throw one first. Grace cursed and shook her head. Stupid, she thought.

The kid in nice jeans raised his arm, and she smirked. She was close. But she wanted them both, not just the one. Holding her breath high in her chest, Grace stared at them. Her hand was poised over the mouthpiece of the radio at her shoulder, her ankle straight as she smashed her foot down on the brake, prepared to switch it to gas as soon as the first milky white egg flew from one of their fingers.

OH! And if you didn’t already know. Fellow WIPpeteer, A. M. Leibowitz and I were accepted into an anthology back in December and it’s just released. It’s a Valentine’s Day themed book filled with short stories about how love is a mess.

If anyone is interested in reading & reviewing it, let me know and I’ll email an ARC for it. If you’re interested in purchasing it, well then, here’s the link to Amazon!

love is a mess coverLove is a Mess: A Supposed Crimes Anthology contains eight stories from eight authors on the topic of misfortune at Valentine’s Day. The topics range from the fun of the moment to the power of the eternal. Lesbian, gay, and bisexual characters star in their own love and lust stories–Erotic, playful, and thoughtful.

Viral Valentine by L. M. Perrin
Date Blind by Geonn Cannon
The Politician and the Pilot by Amber Kinsey
Bar Tryst by Rachael Orman
Quarter Life: Energy Feed by Adrian J. Smith
Property of Cupid by Eva Lefoy
Private Dance by A. M. Leibowitz
The Last Mitzvah by Michael DuPuy

 

The Third Level of Editing Hell and finally writing! #ROW80 & #WIPpetWednesday

ROW80! I’m making much more progress than I thought I would, which is really good.

1. Write 1667 words a day.

I’m still writing on this co-written thing, and we’re over 30k words now. Definitely between the two of us, adding about 2k words a day to it. I know I wrote 2k of that yesterday. I also wrote 2k on Grace through Redemption, a piece I’m writing by myself. That felt really good. I need to do that more often.

2. keep up with all blog posts ROW80, WIPpet, Open When and add in 1 extra post a week

Doing this so far! Had Sundays ROW80 post and today’s ROW80/WIPpet post. I wrote and scheduled a post for Friday, so that leaves Open When…which I should just suck up and write when I’m at work today.

3. Edit at least one chapter a week on something.

This is where most progress has been made. I don’t know if you know this, but I currently have 5 writerly type projects in the works right now, 3 of those in edits. I didn’t mention them all on Sunday because I was waiting for one back from editor/publisher and haven’t even thought about looking at the other one.

Well I had thought about looking at the other one until I checked my email this morning and had a copy-edit that’s 50k words long waiting for me. So … not happening now. Here’s a list of what I have going for editing and how much I did.

Spellbound – S.K. Hart – 5 chapters (7 to go)
Ella’s Love – Jasmine Lee – 10 chapters (13 to go)
The Delivery – Mara White – 50k words to go <==the one in my email this morning
Memoir in the Making – 26 chapters (0 to go) These were final edits I got back this week
Fallen from Grace – 0 chapters (16 to go) this is the one I need to look at
Unbound – finished first round edits by me, so 20 chapters since last Wed. Onto second round with beta, did 9 chapters with 19 to go
PTB – 1 chapter (0 to go) this is a website I beta read for
Love Mess Short – R. Orman – 2500 words to go, quick beta read

whew…I think that’s it, but I’m sure I forgot something.

4. crochet one round of border a week

I managed not a whole border so far this week, but I did manage to get half of one! Still have the rest of the week to finish this border! FINALLY progress on crocheting.

 

WIPpet Wednesday! Since I actually wrote this week on my own stuff (which feels excellent by the way), I get to share more with you from Grace through Redemption. I’ve officially finished the first chapter of the book. Thank God, because that chapter was hard to write. Now onto chapter 2! (The Grace books have 15 chapters plus a prologue, so that means I’ve made decent progress.)

Here’s the excerpt for today. From Chapter One: Of Thieves and Visionaries. I give you ten paragraphs for the day of the month. Remember, this is a completely rough draft; I haven’t looked at it since I wrote it.

She noticed him right off the bat. His pants were down to his knees and his shirt was three times too big. The baseball cap on his had was flat-billed and backward on his head. Grace’s stomach clenched as she watched, waiting for him to make his stupid move. She recognized him easily, had dealt with him before.

“Whatever happens,” Grace said, “stay in the car.”

“What?”

“Stay in the car. I don’t want to have you bleeding out on the ground.”

Jules turned to look at her. Grace felt her gaze, but she didn’t break her eye contact on the skinny kid with over-sized clothes. She tapped her toes against the bottom of her boot as she waited, patiently, for him to slip up. He was going to. The feeling in her gut told her Cole Opinuey was going to make one big mistake in about two seconds flat.

Pressing her foot on the brake, Grace put her car in gear and held her car still. Jules was looking around, trying to figure out whatever it was Grace was so focused on. Jules gasped, and Grace knew she’d seen Cole. He was across the street and stepped onto the sidewalk. Cole nodded his head to a passerby, and Grace’s stomach clenched. This was it.

They smacked hands, and she saw the flip of money and drugs. Stepping on her gas, she sped through the parking lot, checking for other pedestrians briefly before she pulled up on the side of the curb. Her lights were on, and Grace got out of the car when Cole tried to run.

She got out, shoving her door open as slush splashed up into her boots. Grace ignored it and took another step through the puddle, running after Cole as fast as she could. “Stop!” she yelled. “Hands up!”

He made it halfway down the block, when she sprung and tackled him to the ground. Cole stopped struggling two seconds into her knee being shoved into his back to hold him down. He put his hands out by his head and laid down on the cold cement.

“Cole Opinuey,” Grace said. “I thought you were still in prison.”

If you would like to join in WIPpet Wednesday, feel free! Create a blog post with an excerpt of your work in progress that somehow correlates to the date and link it up to the rest of them here. Then go around and check out the other blogs and leave a comment because we’re all comment whores. Got it? Good. =P

Progress is progress, and now to play catch up

I’m making this quick and simple today.

1. Write 1667 words a day.

I’ve been keeping up with this for the most part. I don’t have exact counts because it’s a co-written piece and all in one document. But…I’ve been writing about 2500 words a day on it, and my co-writer has been writing 1500-3000 a day. So we’re nearing the halfway point after a week.

I’ve also been trying to keep up on my own novel, but that’s a lot slower. I should get a ton on it today since I’ll be stuck at work with absolutely no internet until about 2pm. I’ll hopefully have an update on Sunday.

2. keep up with all blog posts ROW80, WIPpet, Open When and add in 1 extra post a week

I have so not been doing this. This is my week to try and get back on track with it.

3. Edit at least one chapter a week on something.

I did 3 chapters for a beta read on Monday. I’ll be doing a lot more editing today since I’ll be stuck at work with no internet (do you see yet how much I hate work with no internet)?

4. crochet one round of border a week

Haven’t done this at all. Really need to since it’s a Christmas present.

ONTO WIPPET!

I do apologize for not visiting anyone this past week. It was hectic and my mind wasn’t in it at all. I’ll definitely not do that this week.

This follows last weeks. Grace is talking with her wonderful girlfriend Amya. You get 15 sentences for today because 12 + 3 = 15.

“How’s your day going?” Grace asked.

“Busy. Lots of people are having issues, but that’s normal around the holiday. Yours?”

Amya walked down the hallway to their left, and Grace followed, knowing they were most likely going to the back offices to chat in private. Rubbing her lips together, Grace took each step carefully.

“Umm…it’s been an interesting day. I’ll just leave it at that until tonight.”

“Oh?” Amya said, turning her eyes to Grace’s.

“Yeah. That’s a good way to put it.”

“Interesting.”

“Exactly,” Grace said with a smirk and shut the office door behind Amya.

If you want to join in WIPpet Wednesday, feel free! It’s open to all. Post an excerpt of your WIP (Work in Progress) on your blog. The ONLY rule is that it in some way correlates to the date. Once you post, link it up with the rest, and check out other people’s work unlike what I did last week. And have fun!

Also, for those interested, I have a release coming up December 15th of a story I co-wrote. I’m really excited about it. Anyway–here’s the link for anyone who wants to participate in the release day blitz. And if you want to read & review, let me know via email or Facebook and I’ll get you the ARC. It’s a short story, so not long.

Failures and Successes #WIPpetWednesday & #ROW80

Well here I am on another Wednesday, and this one is filled with failures and with successes. Most of that will come out in my ROW80 post, so I guess I’ll do it first.

Basically, what happened, was I took too much on at once and something had to give. I was trying to keep up at it all and failing miserably at doing that. So I gave on writing. It’s something I can afford to give on right now, so that’s what did it. I’ve had 3 copy edits this whole month. Luckily I finished the first half of one, but that left the other two still in progress. Likewise, it’s NaNoWriMo … and I got copy-edits back on my own novel. So all in all…here’s a list of projects I’ve been somewhat working on this entire month.

Writing Memoir in the Making
Editing Memoir in the Making
Writing Grace through Redemption
Editing my novel Fallen from Grace
Editing Mara White’s book The Delivery
Editing Jasmine Lee’s book Ella’s Love
Editing S. K. Hart’s book Spellbound

That’s on top of my regular job…which has been pretty unbusy these past couple of weeks. *knock on wood*

Since I didn’t post my update on Sunday…you’ll get a full week’s update in this one singular awesome update.

1. Write 1667 words a day.

Wed: 2084
Thurs: 1974
Fri: 0
Sat: 0
Sun: 0
Mon: 0
Tues: 0

2. keep up with all blog posts ROW80, WIPpet, Open When and add in 1 extra post a week

I have not kept up with any posts this past week. In fact…I wasn’t even able to make up the post from the week before. The only post I’ve done thus far this week, is this one. *sigh* I’ll have to fix that, but I’m thinking next week.

3. Edit at least one chapter a week on something. Will start with Unbound and a copy-edit I have due this month.

HERE! The one place progress has been made!

Editing Memoir in the Making — finished all 25 chapters first round on this and 2 chapters 2nd round. Goal is to get this to the publisher by Dec 1st for a late spring release…
Editing Jasmine Lee’s book Ella’s Love — Finally making good progress on this. I hit halfway on page count and up to chapter 10 (there’s 23 chapters). I hope to have this done and finished by Thursday
Editing S. K. Hart’s book Spellbound — Finished chapters 8-10 yesterday and sent this section back to the author

4. crochet one round of border a week

Still not done. Maybe tomorrow when there’s no work!

As you can see…not a lot of progress but loads of progress in one area. As I said on Facebook today, something had to give. It was writing because it was the easiest one to give up on for a bit. It was unnecessary. Editing is part of my paid work, so it needed to happen. I’m hoping to go back into editing today or tomorrow depending on how much editing I get done on Ella’s Love. If I hit my 5 chapter minimum a day before three, I’ll definitely try to spend some time writing tonight. If not–I’ll focus on editing.

I may not have been writing much this past week, but I have been doing writing work. And that’s just as important.

Now…onto WIPpet Wednesday.

This is where it gets interesting. What to draw on, since I haven’t written and have spent countless hours in editing my own work. I’ve decided…. =P

You’ll be getting an excerpt from Grace through Redemption today. This is from the first chapter, Of Thieves and Visionaries. Grace is stuck dragging around this medium because the detectives she was with got way too annoyed with her. They stuck this medium, Jules, with Grace for the day, and Grace is beyond unhappy about it. Especially with the way certain conversations go.

Today you get 11 sentences from the first chapter of Grace through Redemption. WIPpet Wednesday is open to all who are interested. If you want to join in, create a blog post with a snippet from your WIP (Work in Progress). The only rule is that your snippet must be related to the date somehow, and feel free to get creative with the math! Here we go…context, Grace stuck in a cruiser with someone she really doesn’t want to be stuck with.

“I like you, Grace.”

Groaning, Grace ignored her.

“We should go on a date sometime,” Jules said, her eyes wide when Grace looked back over at her.

“I think not,” Grace answered sharply. “I’m not into dating.”

“Not into dating in general or not into dating people like me?”

“Well, now that you ask,” Grace said. “I’m already dating someone. So unavailable.”

Jules hummed and closed her eyes. “Not dating for long.”

What does that even mean? Not dating for long? This is a medium, a psychic, a person who predicts things…hmmmm….

If you want to join in, create your post and check out all the other lovely posts here.

Beaten, bruised and run over…what else? #WIPpet &#ROW80

Hi there!!

We’re in a new round of ROW80, meaning I have new goals that I will hopefully accomplish during this round.

Goal 1: Write 1667 words a day and pretend it’s really NaNo.

Monday — 4729 words
Tuesday — 2308

Goal 2: Actually update on Sundays and Wednesdays.

Ummm…this post!

Goal 3: Edit one chapter a week on something.

Edited Chapter 1 of Unbound to send to second round betas.

so YAY!! onto WIPpet…

Here’s my math for the week. 10 + [(2+7) x 0] + 14 = 24. I did get all complicated because I wanted to use every number. So here’s 24 sentences from chapter 22 in Unbound. I’m nearing the end of the novel! w00t! There’s 29 chapters planned out, so here’s to hoping I stick to what I have of an outline. Remember, Emma = Faye, that name change happened. Oh and Caroline = Faye because she likes to have secret identities. Slight context here, Faye went after Kirill, this mob boss dude, for being an ass lol and so she can prove a point. That’ll all be revealed later, with the whole of the novel is my guess. Kirill beat the crap out of Faye and decided to leave Molly a present on her doorstep. Molly just figured out Caroline (in her head, Faye in reality) is not at the house.

Molly straightened up and reached for her radio.

“Amelia, get together three packs. Caroline went after Kirill.”

“What?”

“Just do it!” she spat into the radio before charging for her rooms.

Joel followed closely behind, still wiping the sleep from his eyes. He stopped just as she got to her room and asked, “How do you know?”

“I just do. It’s what I would have done. Go get ready. I’ll need you with me.”

Molly was waiting for them at the garage door for three minutes before she saw them both round the corner. If she didn’t know better, she would think they were dragging their feet. Sighing, she got into the van and started the engine.

Amelia opened the back and shoved three bags into it. Joel got into the front seat and turned his own radio on and checked his weapon before sliding it into his holster. They said nothing as Molly backed out of the garage and hit the remote to shut it after her. She turned around in the carport and drove straight for the gate. They opened seamlessly.

She gunned the engine once they were against the edges of the drive. Molly couldn’t stop when she saw it, when the blob on the dark surface of the sidewalk came into view. She tried to slam on her brakes, but she couldn’t make the van stop in time. She hit Caroline, driving over her with front wheels and back before she screeched the van to a stop.

“Shit!”

And that is where the chapter ends. =P If you’d like to join in with everyone else, here’s the linky to post yours. If not, use it and go read a bunch of other peoples posts. They’re all pretty awesome!

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