It Feels Like Home is in the bag. It’s on Amazon for pre-order and on Booksprout for ARC readers. Have at it my wee kiddos.
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It Feels Like Home is in the bag. It’s on Amazon for pre-order and on Booksprout for ARC readers. Have at it my wee kiddos.
Okay, not a total cover reveal for It Feels Like Home. I suck. I’m a brain trust and sent the cover to Xpresso to set up tours, so they had it, and Xpresso posted it with the sign-up. I should wait to do big things when writing on a deadline so I can do them correctly. I can barely get up these days. Exhaustion is a real thing. Exhaustion is the thing of the day.
So here is the cover and blurb!
Oh, look, I missed WIP Wednesday again. If I’m on time, I got there because I didn’t know what day it was. I will still apologize for being late because I’ll be assuming it’s the wrong day. Alas, today is genuinely Thursday, and I missed yesterday doing proofreading, so here is yesterday’s WIP.
I had plans of focusing only on JUMPER when May 1 hit. I had every intention of putting It Feels Like Home aside and working on only one thing, but I can’t seem to do that. I have plugged both projects into my Pacemaker Planner. The idea is to finish JUMPER by the end of this month and IFLH by the end of July. I’m a little off-kilter, though, because I’m at 5% of JUMPER and 21% of IFLH. That’s backward.
Continue ReadingI am still trying to determine how I work on two projects without any major boo-boos, but I’ll take it. It’s like I’m suddenly touched by the gods with my ability to type, and I’d like to keep going with this trend, but alas, I’m about to head out on adventures.
What am I working on?
Continue ReadingIt’s been a trial.
I had been feeling better for about three weeks and only had my voice back for two days before I got sick again. My husband gave me his cooties again. I know, I know… this is divorce-level bullshit.
RENLEY went to the formatter yesterday. He should be going to ARC readers next Tuesday. It’s very exciting. Somehow, after all the delays, he is on track for his release date. I will be honest; I didn’t think it would happen.
For today’s WIP typo, I have a name boo-boo. I may have confused Ronan’s name with the word Roadmap. He didn’t hold it against me, thankfully.
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.
So much has happened in only a week.
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.
Continue ReadingI’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?