NaNoWriMo Update *FB Giveaway*

*Whew*

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I’ve been trying to get to 30,000 words by the end of October so I can knock out the other 50,000 in November during NaNoWriMo. As of yesterday, I am at just over 16,000 – I did 3,000 just last night.

This one has been going a little slower for me. The plot is a little more complicated than most things I’ve written – and then on top of my complicated plot, I have all that romance arc to weave in. I do like plot-driven romances a lot more than I like the ones that just jump straight into the sexy stuff – and I was having a hard time finding some balance.

The outline I usually use for plotting can be found in the book The Plot Whisperer – and it works great! Then I discovered a book the other night called Romancing The Beat. It was exactly what I needed to keep the tension and romance high while also keeping my story moving forward. I’m super excited to see how it plays out.

If you haven’t seen on my Facebook page I have this super awesome gift up for grabs:

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All I’m asking for entries is that you like my page, or follow me on Goodreads and leave a comment. No tagging. No sharing 🙂 Head on over and get your name in the drawing today → HERE

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NaNoWriMo novel announcement!

I did NaNoWriMo for two years in a row (before my two year writing block took over) where I completed The Island and started another novel titled The Lost Boy. The Island got finished, The Lost Boy is something on the back burner for me as it doesn’t fit my genre-however, I will finish it one day.

I’ve decided to participate this year, to motivate me to write the novel I hope to publish around February! Without further ado-drumroll please:

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The Beautiful and The Broken.

I haven’t written a proper blurb for it yet. But it’s a classic opposites attract, with a little forbidden fruit of an ex-best friend’s little sister, and of course my own little twists. Dean is the boy from the wrong side of the tracks, Emma is the good girl who grew up sheltered on her family apple orchard. Dean strives to be a professional boxer, and does underground (ie illegal) fights to make enough money to support his ailing grandmother while all Emma wants to do is leave the ranch to get back to college and get her degree in fine arts so she can open a dance studio. Insert family drama, money woes and heart ache – not to mention some heat hot enough to start a fire between Emma and Dean.

So what are you writing for NaNo?

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Rocking Autumn Excerpt

Chapter 27

When The Living Room Sessions take the stage, my stomach is full of butterflies, and my heart is pounding like a wild animal in a cage. I focus in on one person, and one person only. Jax swaggers onto the stage with his guitar slung across his back.

Jax can say what he wants. He can call himself a musician. A guitar player. Whatever it is he calls himself which is anything besides a rock star.

Tonight he is a freaking rock star. He looks like a god standing on that stage. Celestial blue and purple lights wash over him, casting a deep night sky tinted hue across his black hair that falls so effortlessly across his forehead. A thin cloud of foggy mist drifts at his feet making him look like he’s just arrived from some kind of rock and roll heaven.

When he spots me standing just feet from the stage, he winks and blows me a kiss. I don’t even know how hard I blush, but I’m thankful for the darkness. I throw one back at him, wondering what the cat squad at the bar would be saying about that.

CHICAGO,” Luke calls into the microphone, followed by the cheers of the audience. “It’s fucking good to be home. Let’s show ‘em how it’s done and blow the roof off this motherfucker tonight.”

They start to play and, holy shit, they’re incredible. I haven’t heard him play, like really play, in ten years. It’s hands down the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my entire life.

The music is pounding and ear-splitting. It’s hard and intense, but so rich and thick with dark melodies that I’m completely mesmerized. The vocals shared between Luke and Jax are profound and poetic. I’m hypnotized.

Jax moves around the stage, his guitar thrusting forward with his hips. His black hair is falling across his forehead only to fly backward with one flip of his head over his shoulders. It makes me think of sex. The look on his face and the way he moves. It’s like he’s fucking everyone in the audience, seducing all of us who are lucky enough to be caught in his web.

Mid-show he takes off his white tank top, which is undoubtedly wet with sweat like his entire torso is. The fine sheen of it glistening under the purplish lighting makes every muscle on his body stand out. He keeps looking at me and smiling from the stage, filling my stomach with anxious butterflies, and the black lacy panties I have on with a warm wetness.

Towards the end of the hour-long set, Jax grabs the mic in front of him and winks at me. “My amazingly fucking beautiful girlfriend, Autumn is here tonight,” he calls out, pointing to me in the audience. I’m glad it’s dark because tingling red heat fills my cheeks once again. “I wrote this song for her about five years ago when she still hated my fucking guts—”

The crowd cheers and whistles.

“If you know it, sing along. It’s called, ‘Rocking Autumn.’”

*Rocking Autumn lyrics*

It has the same haunting, dark and melodic tone of the rest of their songs. But it’s softer somehow. Instead of screaming the lyrics, Luke sings them in a drawn out ethereal sounding murmur. Jax hammers away at his guitar and stares at me the entire time. I have to gulp down a breath of air.

In fact, he makes such a show of staring at me that I feel like everyone’s eyes are on me by the end of the song. Still, I can’t tear my eyes from the electric blue ones that hold me hostage from where he’s standing. When the song is over, he slings his guitar across his back and jumps off the side of the stage and stalks towards me.

Before I know it, one of his hands is clutching my ass closer to him, and the other is clinging to the side of my face. “I fucking love you, Autumn.” He grins before kissing me.

Around us, people are going crazy cheering us on. But I’m too lost to Jax to pay them any mind.

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20 Random Facts About Me

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  1. When I was a little girl I wanted to be a secretary. Specifically, a secretary named Diane. The whole thing just seemed the height of glamour to me.
  2. I have an obsession with organization
  3. One day when I was a kid I decided to make orange my favorite color because orange had no friends. It’s been my favorite color ever since.
  4. I can touch my tongue to my nose
  5. I’m curious about veganism and I want to try it for a year
  6. I’m a shopaholic when it comes to clothes
  7. I like being single, mostly
  8. My favorite number is 17, but it has absolutely no significance. I just like it!
  9. I’m terrified of fish in lakes and rivers
  10. I’m ambidextrous. I broke my right arm three times when I was in grade school. It took into my early adulthood to stop using my left hand to hold a fork.
  11. I was a huge tomboy as a kid
  12. Despite my peppy and outgoing seeming personality, I’m actually quite introverted. I taught myself to be extroverted, but it drains me.
  13. I use the word like more often than I should
  14. I lived in Yakima, WA when Mt. St. Helens blew. I was nine. It’s a day I will never forget from the loud boom that Sunday morning, to the dark, black skies hours later in church and all the ash…piles and piles of it. Because the technology was basically nil back then, it was assumed we were dead in mine and other towns.
  15. I have a hardcore resting bitch face. Until people get to know me well, it’s usually assumed I’m in a bad mood or angry. I tried walking around with a little smile, but I felt like a psycho.
  16. My mom is my best friend
  17. I’m mildly obsessed with cats
  18. I love playing video games
  19. I’ve had my nose pierced twice in the last ten years and lost the piercing both times – due to taking them out to get jobs
  20. I prefer sherbet over ice cream

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Vlog | Day in the Life | Rocking Autumn Release Weekend ♥

 

When I started my YouTube channel I talked about how I find balance between being a single mom, working full-time, finding personal time and writing! This video crams 15 hours of my day into a 14-minute video – and it’s a small glimpse into how I do it all!

Rocking Autumn is available HERE:

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Gabe’s story

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Ahhhhhhhhhh as I’ve said before, my mind is a wild, crazy, weird and unpredictable place. I imagine it to be a little like Mordor, Tatooine and Panem combined. Foreign, alien and primed for a revolution.

Oh. But I meditate, so that balances it out.

I’ve scrapped Girl Harbor. At least for now. 50,000 words in, and I realized – now is not the time for me to write that book.

Back to the drawing board, and I plotted a new romance about a wounded, ex-Marine and an emotionally wounded heroine. It incorporates military, small towns, second chances, healing, cowboys and …. apples. What? Yes, you heard me. Apples.

Now when I first released The Island, the one thing I kept hearing over and over was, please expand on Gabe and Michael. Immediately my mind went to Michael. He’s my BABY. Someday, I will go in depth on how that story evolved…but Michael was and will always be my baby. Naturally, I wanted to tell his story first. The entire thing is outlined and the first three chapters are written and I planned on finishing it in early 2018.

Then I meditated and Gabe’s story came crashing through. How he and Michael met. How their lives were shaped and how they became so intertwined together with each other the way they are.

So now, I have two manuscripts going and I couldn’t be more excited about the things that are coming ♥

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