I’ve been negligent again, guys. I’m sorry. I went to the New York Writer’s Conference in August and spent a weekend immersed in workshop after workshop on writing and publishing. It was glorious. It was eye-opening. It was, at times, pretty intimidating. I meant to come home and document my thoughts and reframe my newfound … Continue reading Updates and Excerpts and Agents, Oh My.
The day I published Rogue Elegance I sat back, poured myself a glass of wine, and told myself that I was finally, finally done. Done with what? With the story? With writing? With becoming way too emotionally attached to my own fictional characters? Turns out, I wasn’t done with any of it. Even before the … Continue reading On To The Next Adventure, Then
So if you haven’t finished Rogue Elegance yet, STOP HERE. This post is going to ruin everything, ever. Okay, that might be a touch melodramatic. You could keep reading, but you probably would have no idea what on earth is going on, or who these people are, or why there seems to be a zombie … Continue reading Teaser Excerpt: Spoiler Alert!
I realize I’ve been a little bit absent on the blogosphere lately (is that a thing, the blogosphere?). Truth be told, I’m terrible at any sort of blogging or journal keeping. I recently went through my childhood room with my mother as she and my dad got ready to move out, and I discovered several … Continue reading The Final Sprint
Nerani fans herself gently, lifting her twisted brown locks off of the back of her neck. The obstinate afternoon sun sizzles against the cobblestone underfoot. Something uneasy stirs within her and she feels, suddenly, as though she is being watched. Up ahead, the boy and his mother are long gone. She glances cautiously at her … Continue reading Introducing Nerani the Elegant
Emerala the Rogue gasps aloud as something passes by her face with a flutter and a scream. Alexander’s silver parrot circles around her, his wings flapping furiously. His black eyes are murderous as he drops down to her shoulder. His talons scrape against the exposed skin of her arm and she winces. “Emerala the Rogue,” … Continue reading A Little Bit of Swashbuckling
“Walk with me,” Melena commands shrilly, her smile wide. She takes Emerala’s arm, prying it easily from Derek’s grip. Emerala chances a look at Lachlan as the woman leads her away. He nods once, the decline of his chin almost imperceptible in the speckled shade that dances across his face. “Men can be so dull,” … Continue reading Emerala the Rogue
A stifled noise from Emerala brings Alexander surfacing back into the present. He glances over at the neighboring rowboat and sees that Derek has stopped rowing. “What is it?” Derek asks Emerala, a look of concern spreading across his face. He reaches out and takes her hands. For show, Alexander reminds himself, scowling. This is … Continue reading Introducing Alexander Mathew
James Byron is halfway to the dungeons when something strange catches his eye. He pauses in the empty hallway, the ghostly echo of his footfalls carrying on in his wake. To his left is a narrow alcove leading into one of the king’s many wine cellars. The room itself is quite normal. Narrow bottles of … Continue reading Introducing James Byron
Roberts the Valiant paces the length of the great, stone gallery, his head bowed. Tousled black ringlets cascade wildly across his forehead, obscuring the angry glimmer of his emerald eyes. He mutters darkly, the words that fall from his lips scarcely audible to anyone but himself. The only sound in the room is the distinct … Continue reading Introducing Roberts the Valiant