Weekly Word Count: 4/15/20

Word Count: 16,000

What story I’m currently working on:

Weeeeeeeeeeell, I finished writing Quara-Romance, hitting 41k in it! Lots and lots of words. So that’ll probably simmer while I wait on critiques for a week or so, and then I’ll be diving into it to edit it and hopefully get it off for submissions by May/June! Since that’s done, I’ll switch my focus back to Eros Tales #3, maybe even diving into Para-Western when I want to. I’ll kinda tread water with Eros Tales #3, because after that’s finished, I don’t really know what I’ll be starting next–it all depends on where my submissions are at.

What I’m editing/marketing:

Well, I already have some good news on the Alchemists and Arsonists front! My editor loved it, which means you’ll probably see it come out sometime later this year! I need to do a few content edits to send back to her though, so I’ll be working on those probably next week. As for A Thief’s Crusade and Saving Throw, I’m still in limbo, so we’ll seeeee. On the plus, my new releases are coming up sooner rather than later. Of Coppers and Cracksmen is available for preorder now, set to come out May 19th! Rising for Autumn is also available for pre-order, set to come out April 29th! And later in June, Tempting Ballad is projected to release!

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Line of the week:

“I love you,” Mia murmured, a few tears slipping down her cheeks. “I’ve always loved you, Sky. I just didn’t know if you’d ever be ready to take the leap. I know you miss her.”

Sky’s eyes heated up at that. The reason why Mia had never pushed her hard throughout this was because she’d always understood. Sky had locked herself into limbo the moment Jamie died, afraid that if she embraced true joy, true happiness without her sister, that somehow she’d be betraying her memory.

But she was beginning to learn—moving forward didn’t mean forgetting the past.