Progress is Progress

Despite being grumpy and irritated due to a combination of things, I have managed to pass the 20k mark on Tuck 4 (which does have a title, I’m just not ready to share it 🙂 ). I am happy with that, though I’m frustrated that I can’t write faster due to my broken arm.

It is my upper arm, so I am able to move my lower arm a bit. I can sometimes move the laptop close enough so that I can use both hands but I can’t do that for too long. Physical Therapy is going well and I have another CT scan next week to determine if I need surgery or not (cross your fingers for not!). My bruises are finally fading and the swelling is finally going down, though I’m still in pain and can’t drive too far from home without my arm screaming in pain.

But, progress is progress and I’m roughly at the halfway point in the healing process as long as I don’t need surgery.

Unfortunately, between the pain and lack of sleep, I’m really not feeling that great. I am also grumpy. There is no way to comfortably sleep, I have to sleep on the recliner but I can’t go back too far because it hurts my arm and is terribly uncomfortable. I wake up about every hour and a half/two hours and have to adjust myself. I tried sleeping on the couch with pillows stack behind me but no, not gonna happen.

I try and keep myself in a positive mood, and I’m generally a happy person, but sometimes…that’s not so easy. However, I have a lot to look forward to this year so that keeps me from wallowing and crawling into a black hole.

I’m happy with the progress of Tuck 4~ it has found its feet! I have also started work on another UF that I’m excited about. Have about 2k on that one. I am doing one last revision on the short novella for the anthology before sending it out to my editor~ I will announce the anthology soon and release a blurb for the story, but right now I just want to focus on getting it ready for the editor.

So, as frustrating as slowing down has been, there have been some good things to come out of the injury.

…but I still hope it heals enough so that I can at least sleep on the couch 🙂 I’m really tired of sleeping in the recliner!

 

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Perfect Writing Weather

We are currently having a snowstorm~ 14 to 24 inches depending on where you are. It’s beautiful to watch, and I may be a bit happier about the snow because I don’t have drive in it this time around nor do I have to shovel it 🙂 Having a broken arm has some advantages. My kind neighbor is snowblowing my side of the driveway for me, for which I am incredibly grateful.

Today is a great day to write, and though I can only use the one hand, I’m  making progress on two books: Tuck 4 and a novella for an anthology I’m in. The novella is already written and I’m in the process of revising it before sending it to an editor. Tuck 4 is a little over 12k at the moment and I’m hoping to have it at 15k by end of day today.

We shall see. I can only type so fast at the moment. This is one of those times I wish I had something like  Dragon speech recognition software LOL

I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday, and if you are out in this storm please be safe!

I am going to write and drink hot tea~ perfect for a stormy day ❤

 

Happy New Year!

Last night I celebrated by buying my plane ticket to New Zealand 😀 This has been a dream of mine since I was in high school and I am so excited (beyond words!) that this dream is coming true. I tried really hard not to squeal in the travel agent’s ear when she was booking our flight LOL

I have a lot of stories I want to share with you this year, so I better get to writing 🙂 ❤

I wish you all the best in 2019!

 

Sundays Spent With Vampires

 

Happy Sunday!

I haven’t gotten much writing done in the last week or so. But I am happy to report that today the dam has broken and the writing is again flowing 🙂

As the title of this blog states, I am spending my writing time today with vampires. Tuck 4 (I have a title but not ready to share just yet) is well underway. It briefly paused but after going back and fixing a few things,  the story is moving in the right direction now. After the events in The Arena, Tuck doesn’t feel like resting much. She has a vampire to hunt, and he isn’t going to make it easy…as if any of them do 🙂

I have at least four more books (including the one I am writing) before her story is wrapped up. Are there more stories to tell? Yes. But her full story, her path, will end with the last book. Other characters are lining up to have their stories told, including a few vampires.

For right now, though, Tuck’s journey needs to be told, and I will be focusing on her POV until her story is done.

Can I give you hints about book four? Let’s see…

*The story picks up pretty much where The Arena ends.

*The main villain is an ancient one.

*We see some characters from the first book.

That’s all I can really give right now 🙂 My goal is to have book four finished by the end of January and ready to publish no later than March. I am self-publishing the rest of the books in this series, and hope to also have them available in audio. I am aiming to have The Arena on audio before book four releases.

I hope you all have a wonderful day! And spend some time your favorite vampires- be it a book or a movie- as well ❤

Tuesday Snippet

Happy Christmas to those who celebrate, and a Happy Tuesday to those who do not 🙂 Here is a tiny snippet from Over the River, which is on sale on Kobo for a limited time!

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copyright@OctoberWeeks 2018

Resuming her picture taking, Delilah found herself near the sandbox again. A presence stirred the air, poking around her energy like icy fingers. She took a picture, waiting patiently for the spirit to appear. It was struggling against the pressure of the “someone.” She didn’t urge the ghost—no need to rush.

Shoveling—a shovel digging into dirt.

The impression of a small shovel dug into the snow and scooped it up. The white powder traveled in the air for a moment before sliding off and disappearing. A few seconds later, the grainy echo of dirt hitting the bottom of a bucket touched her ears.

The ghost was trying to tell her something. Sometimes, a child spirit had a hard time putting a full image through, but the audio was loud and clear.

“Put that shovel down right now!”

Delilah jumped at the shrill voice. A door swung open behind her, but she kept her gaze on the stilled snow in front of her. It was halfway to the bucket. Fear from the child began to grip her mind. The poor thing was frozen with it.

“But Mama, I…”

Delilah moved her head slightly. Footsteps appeared in the snow beside her, about a foot away. The sound of fabric rustling came and stopped.

“I said no playing, young man.” The woman’s voice shook with anger.

The fear rose.

“You know the rules.”

“I just wanted to play for a minute!” the boy pleaded.

Delilah sensed him huddled in the sandbox, making himself small.

“It’s been days, Mama!”
A growl came from the woman. Ice crawled up Delilah’s arm in response.

“I know the days, son.” The words were said in a dangerous whisper.