Monday, 2 March 2015

Taking a Dark Turn

Seriously, 2015 what you're doing to me isn't good enough? You got to go after our poor border collie and let him get pancreatitis. Well, jokes on you. We caught it in time, he's better and we know how to manage it. So, thppt!
Anyway, in light of the past months, I'm being self-indulgent with my writing, bouncing between ... about three novels at the moment.

Quite the far cry from DOM,
Miss Weaver
The main focus is Dark One's Bride, which has recently grown a few chapters and is looking at having another rewritten. I honestly can't believe I'm thinking of scrapping the almost fully-written scene I already have for a ballroom scene. I'm going to have to write up another dance number, I can't write dances to save me. I really need to swot up on my moves so I can ... well ... move on.
I'm also pretty close to finalising the wedding attire. Clara's anyway. Dresses aren't my strong suit, but if there's one thing Clara loves, it's a well-made dress.

All that is followed closely by The Shadow Prince, because my muse decided it needs a few more chapters before tackling the third in that series. I'm still not certain if I should move the last 8k to the third novel or not. If it stays as is, then the second book will be the biggest of the four.

But even with everything, it's my newest WiP, Through Smoke and Fire, that has stunned me the most. I guess, considering the subject, I shouldn't be surprised the magnanimous father is becoming almost villainous in his actions as his son. I just wish he would settle on what role he wants to take so I can move on to more than the first chapter (which I have on Wattpad). Not that I'm looking forward to meshing the parts I have with an actual storyline. It's a little on the disturbing side and I'm wondering if the ending I was writing towards will suit it by the time I get there.
Ah, outlining, how I've missed your tangledness. At least it's owning its title, I suppose.


How have you all been? Has 2015 hit you for a six yet? Know of some crowded ballroom videos I can ogle?

Wednesday, 25 February 2015

Want a free ebook?

Right now, The Rogue King is over in Choosy Bookworm's Read and Review section. If you're quick, you could be one of the first 25 who get this book for free ... in exchange for an honest review that is.

Monday, 23 February 2015

Wattpadding...

Seeing that 2015 has taken the turn that it has (and I've decided a few more chapters might be in order), I'm planning on loading a decent chunk of The Shadow Prince onto wattpad. The first three chapters are already up, so ... enjoy.

Friday, 13 February 2015

The Rogue King - 99c Birthday Sale


THE ROGUE KING 

Now on sale for its lowest price ever!


You might have peeked at this science fantasy before now, but this is your chance to snaffle it up for only 99 cents!
Let me repeat that.

99 cents!

That's all it'll take to jump into a land where magic is rife and the natives are at the whim of truly insane gods. Follow the life of a young, genetically-crafted, outcast as he becomes the most feared man in history and discover how this magic-less man not only becomes a king, but thwarts the very god who made him one of the damned.


Today until February 23 you can get a copy of The Rogue King ebook for the special low price of 99c from the following ebook retailers...

Monday, 2 February 2015

Well Played, 2015

My daughter has at last returned to school and peace has, sort of, fallen over the house. Normally, this would mean lots of time to write and critique for me.

If only I was in a normal frame of mind.

I'm only just re-returning to writing after three weeks of steadily growing agony and two doctor visits, one of which led to a stint on painkillers whose only contribution was to give me a massive bout of light-headedness. Not exactly a state I can write in. Hell, I needed help to get the word "contribution" and that's without the bloody stuff in my system. Ah well, at least I only hurt in the evenings ... mostly.

Not that it's been all bad. The Thunderclap Campaign for my coming book sale is almost at its goal. (Yay!) And I managed to type out about 1300 words the other day (over the course of the whole day, granted) which basically gave The Shadow Prince a new first chapter. Whether or not it fixes a few issues that cropped up in what's now chapter two ... well ... we'll see once I'm ready to show it to people who've never read The Rogue King.

In any case, I'm likely to be auto-piloting my way through the web for a time.

Tuesday, 27 January 2015

This World Bites - Excerpt


Today ... today this blog is for none other than my dear CP, Loni Townsend and an excerpt of her novella, This World Bites, which definitely falls into my 5/5 category.
No ado ... let's get this excerpt started!


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A crimson aura flared about her, and an icy chill radiated from her insubstantial location. A small puff of steam rose from my breath. “How unfortunate. Now, if you’ll excuse us…” I tried to step around her.
She blocked my path and flailed a hand in her counterpart’s direction. “Look at what she’s done to my hair. I used to visit the salon every other week, and she hasn’t stopped by even once since I left. And fashion sense? None. Absolutely zilch. I was a trendsetter. People looked to me for advice. Me! Do you think anyone has gone to her? No one—not even once. I was the fashion goddess and the first thing she did when I left was eat a priceless snakeskin purse. I had to wait in line for hours to buy that and she ate it! I had to wait weeks to get it back and by then, I didn’t want it.”
Fues prodded the silent woman with the butt of his spear and affected no response beyond a wheezing puff of putrid air. He shook his head and rumbled out a disappointed sigh. “No good. Meat spoiled. You no want to eat her.”
“Thanks,” I responded dryly. “I’ll be sure to send her back to the kitchen with a complaint.” If Fues consider her inedible, she probably wasn’t human. Clearly the other woman wasn’t either. And if they weren’t human, what were they?



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It’s her first day on a new world and Cera’s already found trouble. Michael, her guardian, has been bitten by a zombie and will soon join the undead ranks.

Everyone tells her there’s no cure, but Cera isn’t one to be deterred. She’s willing to face off with zombie hordes, demon slavers, and black market informants if it means she’ll find a cure for Michael. But she’s not the only one hunting for something.

Something is hunting her.

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Loni Townsend
Wife. Mother. Writer. Ninja. Squirrel.

By day, she writes code. By predawn darkness, she writes fantasies. All other times, she writes in her head.

People call her peculiar with a twisted sense of fashion, but don't let those understatements fool you. Her behavior is perfectly normal for a squirrel disguised as a human. That's part of being a ninja—blending in.

She makes her home in Idaho with her sadistically clever—yet often thwarted—husband, two frighteningly brilliant children, and three sneaky little shibas.

Find her on her blog or social media.

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Friday, 16 January 2015

I typed a thing...

Odd, the stuff that blurts out on an evening. Even so, no point letting it sit about...