Weekly Word Count: 8/1/19

Word Count: 153

What story I’m currently working on:

So, I was going to dive back into Tempting Ballad, I swear. Those teeny tiny hundred words were for that book. However, I got in a revise and resubmit for an old manuscript, and so I was busy in deep editing and rewriting mode, which takes a LOT. Chances are, it’s probably going to consume most of my time for the next few weeks, and I’m 100% okay with that. I loved this story to pieces, and it’s worth the effort.

What I’m editing/marketing:

With Thief’s Crusade out on submission, I can place my full attention on A Card of Shadows, which I wrote last year and am now rewriting like crazy. I loved that manuscript with a ferocious passion, the world, the characters, everything. I still have a class to continue writing, so I’m going to need to divert work into that, and I started doing some casual edits on Pomegranate’s Kiss when I couldn’t focus. Mid-July saw the release of both Taking Root, the first book in the Eros Tales series, and then Hunting for Spring‘s re-release, the first book in the Philadelphia Coven Chronicles series! Next on the horizon is in October…Forged Redemption.

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Line of the week:

“Not coincidence,” was all Maeve said, which didn’t help in the slightest. What made things worse is that Bree agreed, and Bree made a point to disagree with her sister any chance she got. But the truth was as brazen as this autumn air. Mom hadn’t come home, and a wraith prowled through their neighborhood. Growing up among the Wanderers taught you early on that everything was connected, from stubbing your toe on the kitchen table to finding out a rash of murders spread across Philly in the same morning. Bree was a firm believer, and right now, the belief settled in her gut like the fight she’d had with Mom.