The Witch With No Name

Yesterday was the official release of the title and publication date of the last Hollows book, The Witch With No Name, due out September 9th.  Some of you have been asking about the Clint Eastwood reference. The Good, Bad, and Ugly, A Fistful of Dollars, and For a Few Dollars More were collectively called The Man with No Name, and that’s where the title comes from.

As you can see, we’ve got a flat blue cover right now, but that’s going to change next week as I reveal it one piece at a time starting the 21st. And because I like giving things away, there will be five prize packs given away daily that week in a flash-give aways. We’ve done these before, but I’m going to need you to check your email within 24 hours to claim it instead of the usual four days. Entry will be simple: post at the blog to enter. I’m working up my questions for you as I write this. I’m also still putting the prize packs together, and so far they each include a Hollows T-shirt, a signed ARC, a promotional pin, cover flats, and probably some swag. :-) I’ll have pictures later this week, but bookmark the blog because if you are relying on FB to remind you, it’s chancy.

There are a couple of cool things going on right now, though. There is a challenge at Goodreads, that if 3000 people put The Witch With No Name on their TBR shelf before the 28th, Harper will release chapter one with the final cover reveal. If we can get 5000 shelvings, there will be two chapters released. You won’t have to be a member of Goodreads to see the chapters, but it’s up to them to get the push on. :-)

Here’s the link that explains it all, but remember, you have to put it on your TBR shelf to make it count. Goodreads chapter release event

Oh! And though the pre-order button hasn’t shown up on Amazon yet for the hardcover, you can pre-order at B&N. Amazon is sure to follow.  

Anyway, I missed the red moon last night because of, ah, snow. There’s like an inch out there in little puffs in the yard, determined to slow spring down. I knew better than to plant anything that couldn’t take the snow, and at this point, it’s like, “Oh, hey. Snow. Don’t see, don’t care.” I’m ignoring it. Maybe it will go away.