Update

“Kara?” At the inquisitive voice of her roommate, Waverly, Kara pocketed her black gloves. She took a moment to hang up her coat and keys, brushing the loose chestnut locks of her hair behind her ear. She uttered a brief curse under her breath at the thought  that it was a good idea to wear a dress today with a cold front coming in.

“Yeah, it’s me,” she called back in response, her voice taking a light teasing tone as she asked, “Were you expecting anyone else?”

“No, no.”  With a snort, Kara followed the sound of her roommate’s voice into the kitchen, spotting the kindergarten teacher immediately at the island.

 

What I’m working on

Briar winced at the volume of her father’s voice as he refused to allow the family of three, with one on the way if the rounding belly of the mother was anything to go by, to stay at their inn. She hated that he was so damned narrow minded about those who were magical. It was part of the reason why she kept her own secret so close to her heart.

She discovered that she had magic herself only two summers ago, and because she was magic, she knew then that she was adopted. Neither of her parents were magic. No one in their family was either.

TGIFO

Camp is officially over and I’m glad to say that I hit the mark I was aiming for! It wasn’t easy writing every day because I was quite rusty from slacking off for so long, but I made it. And that’s what matters.

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So my plan for the upcoming months is to work on an old draft I’d finished forever ago and hopefully get it ready for publication by the end of October… maybe early November. The work is called Plunge (though that is subject to change) and it’s a romance novel (of course). I’m currently working out the kinks of the plot and then I’ll be doing some extensive rewriting. I’ll definitely keep you guys updated on the progress of it. Wish me luck!

WIP Wednesday/Camp Nanowrimo Day 12

Rhea could barely contain the scream of frustration that was building up. The smiley face on the test confirmed her fears. She was pregnant.

She ran her fingers through her hair as she tossed the test, heaving a sigh. She really had no idea what she was going to do with this new knowledge. She already knew she would be bringing the child into this world, there was no question about that. She just couldn’t even fathom the thought of not doing so. First of all, it was deeply ingrained in her being that it was wrong. Rhea considered herself pro-choice, but it wasn’t for her.

Fuck.

The thought of having to break the news to that asshole didn’t sit quite well with her. She already knew how he was going to react. But for now, he was going to be put on the back burner because she really didn’t want to deal with his crap. Not today.

Camp Nanowrimo: Day 10

“Right. I’m so envious of Kat right now,” Rhea griped, laying her head down against the counter, fighting off the last dregs of sleep.

“It’s the pregnancy. It drains you of energy,” Zola informed her, taking a spatula and stacking the finished pastries on a plate.  “And calcium. Make sure you’re taking your vitamins every day now.”

Rhea narrowed her eyes on the dark skinned beauty she considered her best friend, huffing a sigh in defeat, “Please tell me you didn’t buy a pregnancy book?”

She hesitated for a moment, before responding with, “…I only borrowed it from the library.”

“Zola!”

“What?” She feigned innocence, taking a seat across from Rhea, settling the stack of pastries in between them. “I’m going through this too, you know. I’d like to know of all the symptoms and how our little nugget is growing in there.”

Camp Nanowrimo: Day 9

So, I’m little bit at a standstill at the moment. I’ve run into some issues with my fantasy and the plot that have me completely side-eyeing it, so I’m going to put it onto the back burner at the moment and I’ve started working on a collaboration piece with Tesia. She and I are writing a series of novellas together, each writing about two characters.

My two are Zola and Rhea. The more she was writing for hers, the more inspired I became for mine, so I’m going to take a break from The Princess and the Dragon. I might work on it a bit, because the plotting is what’s throwing me off so at this time it’s secondary to my other work.

But I’m not going to give up on it. I’m so tired of not finishing things. I did get about 8500 words done so far for it, so there is that.

 

Camp Nanowrimo: Day 3

Well, so far things are going amazingly with Camp. I’ve met my goals the past three days with the assistance of my good friend, and fellow writer, Tes. As for the actual project I’m working on, I changed my mind last minute and decided to do something else. Here’s a sneak peak.

Once upon a time, Briar would have said something. She thought it was honestly disgusting that he considered people who had magic to be abominations. But nothing she ever said got through to him. In fact, the few times she voiced her disagreement, she had to sit through lengthy lectures as he tried to beat his xenophobia into her brain. But the seeds never took, even before she discovered her own magical heritage.

If anyone else is doing camp, I wish you the best. I know how hard it is. So good luck!