All the Things

Hey there, Ryders!

So. I promised you the next book here in March. I figured I’d go ahead and let you know what’s going on in my neck of the woods.

My adorable Great Dane puppy, Kyla.

First of all, I brought home this adorable distraction January 28th. Everyone that has met her has assured me it most certainly is a crime to attempt to get up, write, or work when this little angel has fallen asleep in my lap. It’s not my fault. Honest. Super cute. Much soft. Like velvet.

Ahem. Right.

In any event, last week was a really trying week. I had a surgery scheduled for March 12th, but changing jobs and insurance hassles and everything being what they are, I was in jeopardy of not only having to reschedule my surgery but perhaps changing doctors and not getting approved for said surgery in the first place by a different doctor. Cue massive levels of stress. I was going to work on that on Monday.

Then my sink sprung a leak and flooded my house with about an inch of water. Did I mention that last week was really rough? There’s nothing like pulling out your silverware drawer and setting it on your table and just watching the water drip out of it to throw you into full-on despair. It took me three days, but my house is nice and dry and back to normal. I think water parks are forever ruined for me now, though.

I wrangled with the insurance gods Thursday, and won. Huzzah!

Then, Friday happened. Friday, I found out my mother, whom I share a number of health issues with, was diagnosed with breast cancer. We’re waiting on results to come back, but we’ve caught it early; they’re only thinking Stage 1 or 2. And yes, Stage gets capitalized, because Cancer sucks. But my mom’s a fighter, so I’m sure we’ll get through this.

Needless to say, stress is the #1 killer of creativity, and cleaning up after a house-training puppy doesn’t make one feel very sexy, so I’m now dreadfully behind on Lesser Victory, the last book of Troy and Andi. However, I do have pretties for you to look at!

The surgery I’m having is pretty invasive, and I’m going back to work sooner than I really should, because, you know, money is helpful to feed a growing Great Dane puppy. I’m not really sure what it’s going to do for my writing schedule. I’m planning on starting back up again about five days after surgery, which is the time I should be weaned off of the pain meds if all goes well. Writing while intoxicated is not good writing, darlings.

With luck, I should finish writing Lesser Victory in March, which will line us up for April publication. The first five chapters have already been through my editor, who plans on editing in chunks as I get them to her. That’ll lessen the amount of work, and, therefore, time required after I finally type ‘The End.’

After that, I’ll give you guys a choice: do you want to see book 1 of the Leonis Chronicles, following Chase and his Pride, or would you rather see Eli’s book? I can’t quite say who his partner is yet, because you guys haven’t met her. She makes her debut in Lesser Victory, and spoilas! Let me know in the comments below, or shoot me an email or some love on Facebook.

PS: I’ve already written the first chapter of the Leonis Chronicles. The first book doesn’t have a title yet, but that’s semantics ^-~