*Cough, cough* *Coughs again*

Sorry, my blog is dusty. It’s been too long since I’ve posted. In all seriousness I actually do have a cough/cold or something so I’m not being 100% cheesymaybe 95%.

Here’s some news: I’m currently doing a book blog tour for A Bloodline’s Echo! This is the schedule:

April 2 Share My Destiny
April 2 Rising Indies United
April 3 Supernatural Central (Interview) 
April 3 SImply Kelina
April 4 Ramblings of a Coffee Addicted Writer (Interview) 
April 4 Saph’s Books
April 5 Ramblings of a Book Nerd
April 5 Mello and June, It’s a Book Thang!
April 6 The Book Junkie Reads
April 6 3 Partners in Shopping, Nana, Mommy, and Sissy, Too!
April 6 Reads 2 Love
April 10 Authors’ Secrets (Interview)
April 10 Annette P Gisby
April 11 Fang-tastic Books (Guest Blog) 
April 11Character Madness and Musings
April 12 Butterfly-o-Meter Books (Interview)
April 12 Paranormalists
April 13 Roxanne’s Realm
April 13 Jazzy Book Reviews
April 16 Teaser Addicts Book Blog
April 16 The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom (Guest Blog)
April 16 T’s Stuff ( Interview)


…most of these are blog highlights, but the few that include exclusive interviews or a guest blog are noted as such.

In other writing news, Avadi Book Two is still in the works (of course) and THE CURSE OF LUMA is *really* close to being fully drafted…despite having hit some writing snags lately. Not the “writer’s block” kind; more like work stuff, family stuff, all that distracting/exhausting kind stuff we each experience at some point. But the story-weaving juices in my brain are still flowing and for that I am thankful. 🙂

Just for fun, here’s a couple small excerpts from draft #1:

“I grunt. Hang up already. You bored her to sleep. I guess I’ll hang up for her. I peel my eyes back—firmly sealing them together is my best attempt at a REM cycle—and see that it’s past midnight, making it December 21st. My seventeenth birthday.

And, what the—did Tiffany turn on the light? No, she’s motionless beneath her cover. I draw my own cover away and hate myself for it immediately when cold hits my legs. I forget about it while I scan the room. This is weird.

Weird isn’t a term I use often; it’s directed at me enough to be essentially banished from my vocabulary. Besides, I’m no stranger to the abnormal. For example, there are times I can’t find my shadow. And, sometimes, I think I hear whispers seeping out of corners shrouded in darkness. But this…this is new.

I can see in the dark.”


“I’m pretty sure I’m being led to my death. Natia has not so much as breathed in my direction since I’ve been following her. All the shininess has been replaced by lifeless gray; all luxury traded for bleak stone. Darkness curls in every crevice. The tendrils wrap around Natia, well acquainted with their queen. Some snake out and touch me only to retreat to their corners, as if I’m a new flavor they’re not quite sure they like the taste of.”

^ Not super telling, but it’s hard to find chunks of story that don’t contain spoilers.

For all my blog visitors, readers, and/or supporters, I appreciate you more than you know!


Shifting Narrative

In all the excitement (excitement on my part, at  least!) following the re-release of A Bloodline’s Echo, I’ve forgotten to post!

So…book one of The Avadi Series is back on Amazon, this time with a print version available. I’ve read it againof coursewhich made me really, really giddy to dig into book two. I have so much planned…AHH! & I can’t wait to continue Cori’s story as well as the rest of the Avadi’s.

I’m still drafting The Curse of Lumabrief pause while traveling, which hurt, lemme tell youwhich complicates matters. Random dialogue and plot points for both stories ping in my mind sporadically, making my jittery excitement sway between the two. I can’t work on them simultaneously, though. The reason being that Luma’s voice is vastly different from Cori’s.

I love them both. They both have so much to tell. Their worlds are so vivid and so…opposite.

Little hints:

  • I’d planned for The Curse of Luma to be a stand-alone book, but it could easily become a duology or a trilogy. Also, lots of potential for spin-off stories with side characters.
  • I love The Legend of Zelda-type adventures. Do you? Concerning The Avadi Series…well, I hope Cori does, too.

I’ve realized something. While writing is fun, the trying-to-expose-the-story/marketing is not so fun. The joy is in writing. Sometimes that joy is sheathed in sweat or tears, but it’s joy all the same.

In other news, Luma’s cover artwork is done and is breathtakingly beautiful. A small glimpse of it on this post. ☺️520BA98E-C58E-49A1-837D-8D7538676698

Itching Fingers

So, I made a conscious decision to let The Avadi Series rest while A Bloodline’s Echo is being edited—because even stories need beauty sleep, right?

That being said, my fingers aren’t partaking in nap time. They’re itchier than ever and writingahem, typingis the only satisfying scratch. They’ve been mowing away at an entirely new story, currently titled The Curse of Luma. It started as a breather/in-between-takes kind of story, but I’ve fallen in love with it.

It’s vastly different from my first book. The texture, feel, characters and voices don’t mimic A Bloodline’s Echo in any regard, but it’s just as fun. And, it’s coming along quickly. Which means…

Plotting has begun for The Avadi Series Book Two (who am I kidding, it’s been plotted since midway through the first one!) and I’ll be diving into it soon. The wait shouldn’t be too treacherous!

My fingers have exhibited seriously impressive story-crafting stamina; my brain…well, that part of my body requires help in the form of excessive caffeine. But that’s no problem. I have lots of it. In fact, I just ground up expresso roast coffee beans. I didn’t mean to buy whole beans, but purchased them all the same, which led to yet another purchase of a coffee grinder.

First freshly-brewed cup of said beans was enjoyed by my carpet, courtesy of my biggest & cuddliest furbaby. All in all, my house smells lovely.


A BLOODLINE’S ECHO will be live again by February 11th!

The Sequence of Steps

Just recently, I took a plunge.

A plunge more striking than being hit by Alaska’s cold water. Well, that’s debatable…but, anyway, I published my book via KDP. It was surprisingly smooth and easy, but no less exciting.

…And then there were typos.

Okay, not just typos. I’m an excitable person, and I think some of my descriptions may expose me for it.

As much as I love A Bloodline’s Echo as it is, Kindle gave me a new format to pick up on things I missed in my Word Doc. Just little snags, areas a bit too wordy, etc. I can admit there is room to make it smoother, and, most importantly, an even more compelling read.

I’m taking an out-of-sequence step and finding the perfect freelance editor for a fresh set of eyes. I hope that through this experience, not only will Cori’s story shine brighter, but that it will make me a better writer as a whole.

But…maybe I’ve already found the perfect freelance editor. 😉

A Bloodline’s Echo will be back – with a vengeance – on Kindle soon!

The Magic Button

I hit the button. You know… the one that says, “Publish Your Book.”

I thought I was prepared for it. Instead, the following emotions were as strong as they were conflicted. I didn’t sleep a wink.

Emotion 1: Relief. The product is final. I’ve made the decision to conclude my editing, and there it is. Now I won’t be compelled to spend every waking hour scrutinizing the words, and loathing every single thing that impedes me from doing so. Who cares if anyone likes it, anyway? I had so much fun writing it, it doesn’t matter. *exaggerated sigh*

Emotion 2: Exhilaration. I really did it! I’ve been working on it for months and months, and at times thought I’d never finishbut I did! Now I can work on the rest of the series, and even some of the side projects that have my fingers itching! I love writing! *hyperventilating*

Emotion 3: Regret. …Wait, people can actually read it? Like real people? What if it’s a complete mess? What if they hate my characters? What if it’s an utter piece of crap, and I’m too jaded to realize it? What have I done? *stares at the floor in shock*

Emotion 4: Relentless Nervousness. My hands tick. I might be sweating a little bit. My thoughts are racing much too fast for me to keep up. *eyes twitch*

Emotion 5: Acceptance. This one is still coming along, but it’s breaking through. It’s a “what’s done is done” kind of thing. If the readersif there are anyenjoy it, I’ll meet a bliss I’ve never known. If they don’t, well… it’s my first novel. I can improve my writing, because there is one concrete truth in all of this:

I will keep writing.

A BLOODLINE’S ECHO is LIVE! It’s also free until January 5th. So, at no cost other than precious time, you may validate 1+ of the previously mentioned emotions.

Here’s the link:

Executioner or Therapist?

My editing process verbalized:

It’s like I’m sitting outside every scene, rather than immersed in it. It’s ruthless. I’m slashing needless words, but in the midst of the chaos, I pause and wonder…but how does it smell?

Not only that, but while on the sidelines of every event I put my characters through, every conflict I’ve orchestrated by hand, I’m compelled to stop to ask them: “and how do you feel about that?”

And that’s how, with all of my deleting and violent rewording, I have added over 4K words to this story, incidentally pushing it past the 100K threshold.

It’s been a journey, truly. From writing to rewriting, and to all but prescribing each character their own brand of psychiatric medication.

I’ve downloaded Kindle Create, and A Bloodline’s Echo will soon be on it.

A Hand-Drawn Map

I feel that writing a story is, conditionally, similar to taking a lengthy road trip. Here are the two most important conditions for this analogy: 1.) The author is always the driver, and 2.) The driving (writing) process is work, yes, but it’s not so mind-numbing. For this analogy, let’s say driving is magical.

So, I’m driving, leading my story to where it needs to go. And a drive it is; teleportation is not an option. Although I can’t make it instantaneously, I know my destination. I know where I want to stop and enjoy the scenery. I have a pretty good idea of where my roadblocks and pitfalls can be found; I even know what my destination looks like.

I’ve a hand-drawn map lying across my dashboard and a Grande Soy Vanilla Latte in my cup holder. I don’t bother gluing my eyes to my map. After all – I drew it, didn’t I? And if I pay too much attention to it, I’ll miss the beauty of the drive. So, I become immersed in it, happy to be lost in the journey. But sometimes I reel myself in, glance over to my guide…and I don’t recognize the road I’m on.

What? I didn’t plan this place; I didn’t even know it existed!  …but it’s totally fine. It’s better, even. I didn’t know this character had this depth to them. I didn’t know this conflict would arise.

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