Barreling ahead

One of the reasons that I love writing romance is the amazing community of writers. I have been lucky to virtually meet some of the most helpful and encouraging folks on the planet. And my work is the better for them.
A few years ago, I stumbled onto the So You Think You Can Write contest (more on that in another post). The support of that community is overwhelming and might be my favorite group on the Internet. There is so much trolling and anonymous negativity on the Internet that being a part of something positive is awesome.

I’d had a story in mind to enter into this year’s contest and didn’t have much to add until it was ready. Except that I didn’t love it. I have to love a story and its characters if I’m going to put it out there for readers.

So this week, on Wednesday I scrapped it and started fresh. I’ll be honest: doing that has me both exhilarated and terrified. This new story has so much potential and promise! But I’m terrified because the category it is destined for has a minimum word count of 70,000 words.

Right now, I’m barreling ahead. I’m writing as fast and as furiously as I can to finish this first draft and get it edited as much as possible by the September deadline. I’m on a break right now after writing 5,000 words this morning. But I’m sitting in the sunshine with a notebook as thoughts come to me.

I know I can do this because I refuse to give up. If you want to see my progress, check out my Twitter. 

Also, a reminder that Tiny Island Summer is up on Kindle Scout! Thank you to everyone who has checked it out and nominated it! If you haven’t yet, here’s the link: KindleScout

Happy Birthday and a Sale!

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Anchored in the Bay is one month old.  To celebrate, the book is being offered on sale this week on Amazon. Check it out and pick up your copy today. Don’t forget, Kindle Unlimited subscribers can read it for free!

Book Excerpt from Anchored in the Bay

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“Why don’t you just break up with him? Why are you with that guy?” Ed’s nostrils flared and glared at her.

“It’s not that easy,” Emily mumbled, biting her lip.

“Of course it is. Don’t you want to be with me, Em? Don’t answer that, because I know. I know you want to be with me. You showed me,” He crowed. “But I’m not going to go any further with you. I’m done until you’re mine. Do you understand that?” Ed bristled and his face hardened.

A tear rolled down Emily’s cheek. She did know that. Despite the two incidents that had happened between them, Ed was not the kind of guy to be a party to cheating, no matter the form. A hoarse cry of frustration formed in her throat. She swallowed it. She’d thrown her own moral code out for…what? Hormones? One last desperate chance for…

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