As I suspected, this week wasn’t fantastic in terms of writing. Lots of stuff to do, what with it being Holy Week and all. Part of that is also because I did some brainstorming on a new book idea. That took a bit of the time I would have spent…
I’ll keep things short and simple… Iron Staff Trilogy Book 1 Current Wordcount: 32,303 words Words added this week: 4,032 words Outlook for this week: Well, it’s Holy Week, so we’ll see… END TRANSMISSION
Someone cleared his throat behind Bartholomew. He didn’t care. And he didn’t care that his knees were starting to ache. All that mattered was the girl. He held her tightly in his arms, pulling her close. “I thought I was alone,” he whispered. “I thought my family was gone forever.…
So here we go, folks. The final edits for The Hive are in to the publisher. That can only mean one thing: Except I stink at Hungry, Hungry Hippos. So let’s talk about Book 1 of The Iron Staff trilogy. The past couple of weeks have been kind of rough…
Edrys smoothed the front of her gown. The fabric simply wasn’t cooperating as it continued to bunch up around her waist. She fought off the frown that tugged at her brows. Maybe she shouldn’t have waited until she arrived in Darkshire Woods to purchase an appropriate gown. The tailors in…
Once again, not much progress to report. Part of this is because of edits on The Hive came in and I had to focus on those. Good news on that front: the final edits are completed and turned in. Now we wait. Rumor has it you can expect to see…
Vance forced himself to keep walking at an even pace, head held high and arms at his side. The corridors outside of the king’s receiving room were filled with servants, commoners all, and it would not do for them to see him discomfited, no matter who much his thoughts were…
The chaos in the throne room gave Azebel the perfect chance to slip away. She didn’t need her magick to know what was coming next. Best to prepare herself for the inevitable confrontation. She slipped off the dais and headed for the nearest exit. Two guards in their best livery…
The day should have been happy, and Bartholomew would have celebrated if he could. But as he sat on his throne, he could feel the weight of the ghosts staring down at him, a burden even heavier than the crown on his head. Best to just get it over with.…
I’ll have to keep this quick. I have a few TV shows calling for my attention, like Peggy Carter, and Arrow, and gee, I almost missed the new season of Amazing Race that started tonight. But in spite of my burgeoning to-be-watched queue, I got in some decent writing this…