Just a quick progress report. I like to do those—just for me. I figure if I put my writing life out there, including my goals, successes and failures, I’ll shame myself into stepping up my game up.
So March wasn’t as prolific a month as I could have hoped for. It began with the NOLA conference in Shreveport, Louisiana. I had a blast meeting old friends and meeting new ones (Hiya, Cassie Ryan!).
I pushed through to the end of Donald Maass’s Writing the Breakout Novel Workbook with a group of my friends at Rose’s Colored Glasses.
I wrote chapters 16-20 of the big book, but I really should have finished it. I got stuck in editing the thing. Still am, although I am forcing myself to write to the end before I make another pass through the entire story. I wrote two chapters of a Red Hot western for Samhain. Wrote the next installment of my free read. And I wrote a short story for submission to another Cleis collection.
In April, I will finish Beloved Captor. I will get to the end of the short novella for Samhain. I will write a proposal for a Nocturne Bite, and I will write two short stories. That’s a lot. But I can do it, if I stay focused. Here goes…
I wrote the big external climax, the big exciting battle, yesterday—and now, I can see the end of the book wrapping up very quickly over the next two days. Then I will have about a week’s worth of edits to complete before I can ship my Berkley book out the door. Cross your fingers it isn’t complete crap! I’m enjoying it.
I finished the rough draft of chapter 3 of Bad Moon Rising. Today, I’ll edit it, then I’ll look for a Beta reader or two to see how they like it and hopefully find any typos I couldn’t see. So it’s just days now until I will put it on my website for you to enjoy. If you haven’t read chapter 1 & 2—do it now! Bad Moon Rising
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Here’s something a little different from me. Witch’s Choice released in September 2006. I’ve done very few books set in medieval times, Jacq’s Warlord and Her Lance-Alot are the only ones that come to mind, but I find them a lot of fun to write. I got the chance to play again with my upcoming release. On April 28th, a prequel to the My Immortal Knight stories set in medieval England releases. I can’t wait to see what you think! Until then, here’s a little taste.
From Romance Junkies: “Delilah Devlin combines historical and paranormal elements and throws in a sexual element that will seduce even the pickiest reader…”
Two men…a wolf…and a witch.
Gisele, “The Witch of Grimoult”, has ended a long vow of celibacy taken to ensure her independence from any man. However, her new lover, Tibor the sheriff, isn’t any real threat. His reputation among the ladies assures her he won’t be a possessive man. After a wolf threatens her livelihood, she seeks aid from the new Lord Grim, never anticipating his price will be a night in his bed! What’s a maiden to do? Lord Grim’s possessive stare and fierce loving make her crave her captor and his mastery of her body. When the sheriff is bitten by the wolf, only her cure will save him from becoming a monster. Loving both men can’t be so wrong.
“What was that?”
The sheriff lifted his head from her breast, his eyes and lips blurred and glistening with passion. “If you have to ask, then you must find me sadly lacking.”
Gisele swatted his shoulder. “Idiot! Outside. I thought I heard something.”
His lips twisted in an impatient frown. “A horse’s whinny. Likely Tiberion. He’s a greedy bastard and simply wants more oats.”
She pressed her fingers to his lips and listened.
Perhaps her stretched nerves had made her overly aware. “Shouldn’t we keep watch?” she suggested, although her heart wasn’t really in it. Her body screamed for the release his cajoling and ready cock had promised.
“The traps are set. There’s nothing more to do—but this!” he said, lowering his face once more and trapping her nipple between his lips.
“Who’s greedy now?” she moaned as he suckled, tugging the tip of her breast until it grew engorged and painfully sensitive. Read the rest of this entry »
I don’t know what this will tell you about me, but these are all the things that clutter up the top of my large, light oak corner desk:
* monitor and printer
* Galileo thermometer
* small bottle of purel
* hand lotion
* two fruity coasters waiting for a cup of coffee
* three flash drives
* bamboo plant
* dragon holding a letter opener
* crystal pendulum
* small King Kong statue
* pink plastic bucket holding Post-its
* address book
* pink computer paper
* flower-bordered notepad
* flower-bordered Post-it cube
* small yellow basket holding two cameras, Iron Man Pez dispenser, smiley-face stress ball, sucker with a grasshopper in it, chapstick, nail file
* Russian lacquer-ware pen holder
* Dragon pen holder
* electric pencil sharpner
* crystal frog with more pens
* glass star with “Superstar” written on it
* book of affirmations opened to “I am talented”
* leather-bound, hand-made book, intended to be my personal Book of Shadows but which instead has pages of pretty stamps because I was experimenting with them
* tape recorder
* dragon stapler
* standing file with things I haven’t looked at in months
* three worry stones: carnelian, bloodstone, clear crystal
I had a terrific day with my daughter’s family yesterday. Didn’t worry about making a wordcount. Didn’t itch to get to my computer. I headed to Hot Springs with my camera and a credit card.
My SIL, his mom, the red-headed hellion, the 5-year-old, and 1-year-old were all loaded up, and we headed first to downtown Hot Springs. Parking was tough to find because it was a beautiful sunny day with a nice breeze and EVERYONE headed to the strip.
We started at Bubbalu’s for hot dogs and hamburgers. A woman came up to ooh and ah over the baby. The baby gave her a scowl. “She must be shy,” the woman said. SIL said, “No, ma’am, she’s just mean.” And that’s the truth. Little Girl doesn’t have a shy bone in her body, but she has a temper and she did not want to stay in her stroller.
We stopped in at several little specialty shops, the 5-year-old and I bought matching shiny pink scarfs to wrap around our necks and blingy necklaces. The girl-child got stopped several times to be told how beautiful and “fashionable” she was. The same folks chuckled at me as they passed. This was the girl-child’s last day of Spring Break, and we’d told her it was her special day. She kept remarking on how great it was that everyone showed up to help her celebrate.
While we were walking, I passed a family with this dog and had to stop them to get a picture. Don’t you know there’s a story somewhere in that picture?
The shopping was nice. Stopped in Tillman’s which is an estate sale store and saw some amazing pieces. Faberge eggs, jewelry from The French Quarter that dated back to the late 1800’s. So much bling I thought I’d died and gone to heavan. I forgot to ask if they had lay-away… But never mind. Daughter and I are already plotting our next trip there—just have to save a bit to get something special!
Girl-child’s wish was to go to the petting zoo, so off we traipsed. This is us in the goat cage, feeding bread to the goats. It’s the only shot you’ll see of me, because after I saw what the wind did to my hair that was over!
The highlight of course was the alligator house. They keep them inside in winter and the gators huddle under heat lamps in the pools. Being so close, with only a 4-foot fence surrounded by chicken wire, didn’t make me feel very safe. I know they can jump that height and that chicken wire isn’t enough to hold them back if they do attack, but they looked very well-fed and lethargic.
I’m not going to be holed up in the office today. As soon as I’m showered, I’m heading to Hot Springs and spending the day with the 5-year-old. It’s her last day of Spring Break and we are going to the petting zoo. Have to remember to take pictures. Y’all keep out of trouble, hear? (Okay, so yes I live in Arkansas, but no, I don’t have that accent!)
From Seriously Reviewed, 9 for Story Quality (Lifetime Keeper to be Read and Reread): “…Loved the characters, loved the conflict, loved the scorching hot sex. The title and concept is often fun and flirty but there is some serious emotional conflict happening within this story…[Ms. Devlin’s] writing leaves me breathless and her heroes are simply delicious…”
From Whipped Cream Reviews, 4 Cherries: “…I felt bad for Garrett as he dealt with his lonely heart and innermost longings, and I even could sympathize with Jayne, although I would like to have her problems. I especially liked the scene with the toy in the restaurant, that was hot, beyond belief…The writing in this story was very good, and made for a very hot quick read, that should tempt any reader…”