Firlefanz

Day 13 of NaNoWriMo (yes, I'm posting this a tad late, because that day was... intense) and I wrote 1800 words. After writing a 1k blog post and setting up my newsletter. Yeah, that was... intense.

But I finally got mean and hurt Mark, and yes, that scene will probably need some more work to have more impact. I just didn't feel especially cruel...

Have some... Mark snark.

“This is the end of the road for you,” [spoiler] said, wild satisfaction in his voice. Yes, that man was on a power trip.

I didn’t bother answering him. As long as I wasn’t dead, I’d keep fighting. Right now, that meant staying conscious.

Luka returned with two men in his wake. Yes, those were the owners of the body and beer odors. Another classic mistake of a wannabe drug lord, hiring stupid people. I was beginning to hope for an escape, if I could get my body to cooperate.

Day 12 of NaNoWriMo, and I failed. Wrote 60 words. You can read them all below.

Not sure what happened, to be honest. Just couldn't wrap my mind around hurting Mark, although that usually isn't a problem. I hope I feel sufficiently brutal tomorrow. (But tomorrow is also Newsletter Day, and I'll see how much writing I have in me.)

Have Mark. Watch him make a colossal mistake:

I quietly opened the back door and slipped out, pulling it close behind me. The big flashlight I was carrying would work as a club in an emergency.

For a moment, I wondered if I should wake Fred, call her in for backup. I shook my head at myself, she was probably fast asleep and this was most likely nothing.

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Thanks for looking in. Good luck with the meds!

Franssisi has quite a few steamy scenes (I sometimes try that, only to realize it's not really my thing...). At least that one is finished. 😀

The Winds don't, but I also haven't quite finished the series yet. Books are mostly standalone (Earth Splits is not, exactly), but there is an underlying arc that's best understood by reading in series.

Day 11 of NaNoWriMo, and I'm back on track. Wrote 2k words today.

Yes, it was hard. I'm tired - didn't get much sleep last night, I blame Jocelyn Drake - and yesterday was a hard day, which means today should have been a recovery day. And I did take it easy for most of the day.

And then I dove into the Wolves tonight and ran with another bit for Alex (who had a really good day, after all), and ended it with Mark noticing something suspicious...

Take a look:

I did another round downstairs, just to stay awake and alert. This time, I moved the curtain of the backdoor just a little and peered outside. Something moved at the end of the garden.

For a few breaths, I stood and watched, holding completely still. The human eye, just like a wolf’s, is better at discerning movement than shapes.

Well. Maybe it had just been a bird or something. Or a rabbit. My mouth watered at the thought of a rabbit, and I knew my Wolf was riled up a little by tonight’s events.

Just as I was turning away, I caught movement again.

This was not good, and I needed to check it out.

Status Saturday:

Writing:

A Wolf's Christmas, A Wolf's Hacker, Sun Burns (Winds and Pillars), A Mustang's Dream (new series)

Editing:

Sun Burns (Winds and Pillars)

Released this year:

North Shatters (Winds and Pillars), Earth Splits (Winds and Pillars), Der Ritter von Lar Elien (German Epic Fantasy)

Today, I'm reading Two Thousand Dreams by Jocelyn Drake.

It's an M/M romance between a really old vampire and a young blood witch - with a lot of obstacles before their happy for now. (The biggest problem remains for sequels to deal with.)

I love this entire universe (Lords of Discord, Princes of Mayhem and Kings of Chaos) because it's a paranormal world. I also love how the main characters evolve and grow through the tales and how there is always so much love and loyalty underneath all the bickering and teasing. Definitely a fun read.

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0C4KGC6D4

Yesterday (Nov 10th) I didn't write a lot.

First, I had to do an edit that I promised someone on Mastodon. 3k words isn't a lot to work through, but she had specific questions and I wanted to do a good job.

Then I set up this community here, which took quite a bit of energy. It was very easy in the end, thanks to Fax, who was beyond gracious and wonderful.

Finally, I started to write and then remembered that a new book had come out, one I'd been waiting for for months. (Two Thousand Dreams by Jocylyn Drake)

Yes, I stayed up way too late devouring that, so I only wrote about 500 words.

Have a taste of my Wolves:

“I go upstairs,” Alex announced, throwing me another look. If he wanted to be turned tonight, we needed to prepare a little, however, and a first aid kit would be the first thing to grab, along with some old towels that we could toss after we were done. I followed Alex upstairs. He walked a few steps into the hallway before he whirled.

“Give me my wolf. Now.”

“Yes, in a moment. We need a first aid kit.”

He frowned and I watched as he mentally translated the words. “Oh. I… don’t know where… the car. There must be one in the car.”

“Let’s get it.”

“Yes!” He raced down the stairs again, grabbed the car keys from the hook next to the door and was out there in a rush. I hurried after him, with the threats by Luka, it wasn’t safe to let him go outside alone, especially in the dark.

Mark was hot on our heels.

“What are you doing?” he hissed.

“Grabbing a first aid kit,” I answered in just as low a voice.

A happy yell from Alex announced that he had located it, and he climbed out of the car waving a box triumphantly. All of us hurried back into the house, Alex slamming the door shut. Maria sat at the table, staring at us.

So much for doing this quietly.