I am still sick with the Las Vegas plague. What do they say about having too much fun? I don’t know, but what happened in Vegas came home with me and won’t let go. I can’t shake it, and I feel like crumbs from the litter box kind. I’m sure we all agree, nothing good comes from the litter box.
Because of the Las Vegas plague, I had to push RENLEY back two weeks and the release date which was originally April 11th is now the 25th. I’m sad about this, but at least I hadn’t put it up for pre-order yet. One good thing, I guess.
Let’s move on though to the WIP typo of the week. This typo goes with yesterday’s Teaser Tuesday. You clearly saw, if you read it, what it should be… now look at what I accidentally wrote, and you can imagine Bri’s response when she read it and came at me with, “Ali, what the fuck? Ewww!” To which I need to say in light of my mistake, a double ewww, considering she was eight at the time of the alleged event.
So in RENLEY, Adder’s best friend is Jasper Stetson, otherwise known as Jazzie September– a fabulous gold star gay. He’s a touch catty, a little uncouth, and generally downright loyal, but doesn’t always extend his loyalty to the things that come from his mouth in front of others. He and Levi commonly share the inability to keep secrets, secret. Nothing is particularly sacred, as you can see here in what I have dubbed ‘The Not So Bestie Teaser.’
It’s my great joy to share more RENLEY with you. This is a little of Chapter 5… you may think from this that you know what’s going on, but I assure you, you do not. Renley’s a white knight, this book really lets him shine.
I am irritated, frustated and some other –tateds. I’ve been having some trouble with my dominant hand for a while. Swelling, numbness and other bullshit, bullshit, bullshit. Friday, I woke up and it was swollen and felt like I had fire ants under my skin. I went to urgent care and was like… ‘I think I have shitty arthritis.’ They came back to me and were like, ‘No, you are wrong.’ They couldn’t tell me more than that but put a rush appointment in for me with my GP, who saw me first thing Monday morning.
I was like… ‘You sure this ain’t arthritis?’ And she was like, ‘No, you have De Quervain tenosynovitis and carpal tunnel.’ At which time I looked her in the eye and said, ‘I don’t have time for that.’ She laughed and laughed and gave me steroids, wrist braces and a follow-up appointment for 6 weeks. Because this bullshit, bullshit, bullshit has all the time in the world for me.
I’m almost done with RENLEY–well, the first draft. I still have to do the hard work and the rework of it and do it in a tight deadline because I’m going to Las Vegas with my bestie for a few days on a girls’ weekend. I’ll be starting the rewrite on Saturday, watching the Superbowl on Sunday… so any writing I get done that day will be done EARLY… very early, since I get up at 0400-0500. It shouldn’t be a problem. Yes, I use twenty-four hour time. Hey, my husband used to do international travel for work, and it was the easiest way for us to sync up since most countries in Europe use it too. We never stopped using it. I also tend to write dates in European standard and use Celsius.
I suck like that, and Bri is generally correcting my date usage, and ignoring my Celsius claims.
So, here is my typo of the week. It would seem there is a sneaky camera in their gardening equipment. My characters are bizarre and do weird things. Why wouldn’t they put surveillance equipment in a hoe?
I finished JONAH on Sunday night, which was a relief. The book went out to the beta readers on Monday morning, and I thought that I would sleep for a week… but instead I woke up at 4 a.m. yesterday morning with the heroine from Renley’s book screaming inside my head to let her out so I started his book. I’m four chapters in, and really happy with how it’s going. Originally, I was thinking RENLEY wouldn’t see the light of day until May, but at this point… his book might be out late March/the start of April.
But today is Teaser Tuesday, and you are getting a tease on JONAH! Here is a little peek at Vivi and Lizzy.
I’m on chapter 27… hallelujah! I have two days to write 13,000 words to reach deadline… whhhhhhhat?
Yes, both are true. I just wrote the pivotal moment of the book where the story comes to a climax, and now I need a resolution. Okay, easy peasy–or it would be if I knew what came next. If I had any clue.
But I do have something for you. My Alpha reader Abbie found this shining exhibit of my ability to describe one eyebrow.
I’m behind and literally treading water. In case you missed it, my life got crazy and I soon followed. I just got back from a trip home to my family because my dad was badly injured. I returned home to San Diego, read JONAH only to sink into a depressive dismay that demanded immediate action to improve where I was going with my story. It smells like a dung heap.
So my dad was on a ladder on top of scaffolding, something he would kick our asses for doing, and he fell. He broke a lot of bones and has been through two surgeries now and has so much metal in him that he could be mistaken for a cyborg. His rib surgery alone took 8 hours because all of the ribs on one side were fractured. One of his lungs was punctured and they needed to clean the bone fragments from it. But it gets better, he broken ribs on the other side too. His pelvis was broken. His clavicle and his scapula were also fractured.
Good thing he didn’t bruise his brain–we already know that wasn’t working since he put a ladder on top of scaffolding.
Needless to say, I’ve not got much done because I’m all sorts of a mess. My family is on the other side of the country and we are trying to figure out if I’m flying out to gather my sister and bring her out here with me while my dad recoups. My dad and sister are like two cats in a bag they aggravate one another. If she comes out here then they can both relax and appreciate one another.
All this said… if you suddenly see a catastrophic fall with epic surgery pop up in JONAH I’m just writing what I know. 😆
JONAH is the second time I’ve been novelly challenged. The first time it happened, I moved on and wrote RAIDEN in one week, but that isn’t a luxury I have right now. I have to find inspiration in this clusterfuck that I call JONAH. Luckily while at Books At The Beach, I was around other authors much more experienced than me and one of them blessed me with a suggestion that I’m taking to heart. I’m reading RAIDEN and TRACE to get a sense of Jonah’s voice and where Lizzy and he are in their story.
Thanks for all the advice, those authors I spoke with, your knowledge is invaluable.