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So I’ve been working on a proposal and it’s a big one. Lots of details to figure out and I had an epiphany last night oh around 2AM as I usually do because those sorts of things can never be figured out in daylight hours :stfu:

Anyway, so I figured out that I started the book in the wrong spot. It had been bugging me. I knew something was off and well, the beginning was just bleh.

So here I sit this morning knowing I could A. write the beginning in it’s new, shiny incarnation or B. go back to bed.

I have to tell you. So far B is winning… :passedout:

One proposal down. Three to go *eep*

:rockthefuckon:

I got the tough one out of the way first, so hopefully the others will go a lot quicker.

This month is going to be spent writing proposals. I have several I’ve been putting off and now they’ve caught up with me :help: But it’s going well after a slow start. I’m in the zone on the first even though I’m constantly being sidetracked by a different proposal that has me trembling with excitement. Last time this happened….well it happened with Be With Me when I got sidetracked with it, but it resulted in a fast sale so hey, who am I to complain about the twisted way my brain works.

I realized this morning that I only have three weeks until the release of Golden Eyes and Sweet Surrender :whoo: Wow where does the time go?

I should have an excerpt up for Golden Eyes soon. I’m usually have one up a lot sooner than this but this year so far has been kicking my butt.

Ever just have a day where you’d like to call a do-over? Today just sucked. I woke up with a vicious headache. I haven’t been sleeping well lately and I suspect that might have a lot to do with the headache.

I crawled back into bed after dropping the kids off but couldn’t even sleep for the horrible pain. I managed to relax at least after awhile and didn’t move until noon.

I didn’t do much more than move for the rest of the afternoon so I didn’t get anything done today. It’s almost nine and for the first time all day I’ve relaxed and the pounding has abated. I’m heading to bed soon and just calling today a wash. Hopefully tomorrow will be more productive. :passedout:

One woman’s mission to bring down a sexy elemental shifter turns into a battle of wills…and hearts.

Falcon Mercenary Group, Book 1

Hostage recovery specialist Eli Chance has a secret. He was born a shifter. A freak of nature.

While on a mission, Eli’s men and their mercenary guide are exposed to a powerful chemical agent, and suddenly his secret has become easier to hide. Now he’s not the only one with the gift. But for his men, this “gift” is becoming more and more of a curse.

Tyana Berezovsky’s brother Damiano was the guide for Eli’s team and was the worst affected by the chemical. As he grows increasingly unstable, Tyana fears she’s going to lose him to the beast he is becoming.

Tyana will do whatever it takes to help him, even if it means using her body to go after the one man she thinks holds all the blame—and possibly the cure. Eli Chance.

Warning: This title contains violence, blood, guns, knives, ass kicking, people who do mean things, bad people dying, explicit sex, cursing (lots of cursing) and smart mouths.

For excerpts you can go here or here.

And here is the buy link.

I’m in my comfy chair TRYING to put this story to bed. I’m SO close. What does hubby do? Comes in, turns the TV on LOUD and worse? He’s listening to fucking politics. :huh:

How rude :stfu:

I fled to my office because shit. The TV was bad enough, but I’m trying to write which is difficult when my blood pressure starts rising due to rampant stupidity flooding from the lips of dumbasses.

I think I’d rather watch the damn Teletubbies or something equally as horrifying…

I’ve written an obscene number of pages today. I’ve decided a more appropriate title for Stay With Me is the fucking book that will not end. Catchy eh?

It’s after midnight. I’ve been up at least until 2 every night this week. I don’t function well without sleep.

I don’t even know how many pages I’ve written today because I’ve just kept writing and writing. Close one chapter, begin another, thinking the whole time, “shouldn’t I have finished this story by now?”

I still have a galley to finish, two blurbs to write, final copies of three novellas to run down and I just got line edits back on another book, and all this stuff is due like yesterday.

:sack:

the schedule that is. I’m having to reshuffle and rearrange my order of projects and I’ve had to clear February completely which means shoving everything back a month. Not to say I won’t be working in Feb, because honestly, it’s going to be a busy damn month, but I won’t be working on contracted stories, well unless I get everything else cleared from my calendar first. :beam:

It won’t be too bad until July. July will be a crunch month for me because of February. Makes complete sense doesn’t it? :lol2:

You know, I never thought I’d be glad for a Monday, but I’m actually glad the weekend is over. It wasn’t all bad. My daughter’s birthday was Saturday and celebrated. We’re having a party for her next weekend at my dad’s and most of the family will be there, so it should be a lot of fun.

The rest of the weekend, though, was just funky. As in me, in a funk. I hate that, especially when I don’t have a clear cut reason for the funkdom. My usual process is realizing I’m on my way to ickiness and then I immediately get all analytical and try to figure out why I’m off my game. Nope, couldn’t think of a reason. I guess we’re entitled to a funk every now and then lol.

In the end, I think it’s just a matter of fatigue. Writing, no matter how much we authors love it, is still a creative process, and it can be draining. Factor in all the career stuff that has nothing to do with actually crafting a book and it can get downright exhausting.

So anyway, I took the weekend off writing which is just as well because I was in no mood to create anything but a new soft spot in my pillow.

I love it when hubby reads my mind (it happens with scary frequency) I was just sitting here thinking about hungry I am and he called two seconds later to ask if I wanted to do lunch :hug:

So I have an hour left to bust ass writing so I can take a couple of hours off to go enjoy lunch. I’m about two thirds of the way finished with Stay With Me :whoo: