All The Queen’s Men

After a hellaciously long wait, Book 8 will be going live either very, very late tonight, or tomorrow morning. I’d start earlier, but I’ve got a basketball game to go to, plus dinner plans, first. Also a husband who’s had to put up with book brain for the last four months — I am one lucky author to be this man’s valentine, lemme tell you. I’m going to be naughty and say this is my favorite episode of them all. Also my favorite cover, even though Joy says I only like it because it looks sorta like the TARDIS. We have a live link!!: All The Queen’s Men for KindleAll… Read More

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I Hate Snow

We are getting down to the wire on Book 8. I can’t say exactly which day we’ll go live, but we’re getting very close. Also a heads up: The last two episodes will be priced at 2.99. There are a lot of reasons for this, including algorithms that aid in discoverability, but the most important reason — to me, anyway — is that Saint Emma (editor) needs a major pay hike. She’s been working like a Trojan, and I don’t mean the prophylactic kind. Or maybe I do, because without her, you all would be exposed to some very bad things. Last but not least, for you writers out there, I saw… Read More

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Does Anyone Else…?

I have a terrible writing habit I’m learning to loath. Whenever I know something is broken or wrong, or I want to leave myself a reminder to fix or tweak, I make notes right in the text surrounded by < >s. Part of this cleanup process is going through the manuscript and doing away with all those < >s. Today, I hate < >s. I mean, really hate them. Like deprive them of coffee hate them. Isn’t everything always way more aggravating when you know you only have yourself to blame?

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To The Surprise Of No One…

Morning, everybody. Book 8’s release date will be February 2013. This gives us extra time to clean up from its major overhaul. I’m actually still patching a couple spots, and because both Emma and I have been over (and over) this episode so many times, we need to let it rest a bit. Sort of like a roast. Only without the fat. And way more sex. Also, Joy’s sense of humor has once again reared its passive-aggressive head: I still love her despite such provocation. Remember this one?

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