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Shake, Rattle, and Roll


 


 

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Not what you think.

We're having internet connection problems. No, not exactly. Thanks to a massive, rolling update by the swell folks at ATT, we're having network problems. The words Network Problems should be in shaky letters like you'd find in an episode of Scooby Doo.  So to make a long story short, our home network is fried. We've fallen and we can't get up.

And the first person who giggles and says can't get it up, I'm going to reach through this computer monitor and smack. It ain't funny.

And how unfunny it is, becomes more clear with every day -- we're going on for day three now. I used to be such an even-tempered, mild-mannered...

Enywho, the fiend from hell that currently inhabits my body suggested  I do some quick promo for this book I have coming out next week on the 22nd, since I might not get another opportunity.



So here's a blurb and an excerpt to A Vintage Affair. It's a contemporary romance with mysterious elements. I'd say it's criminally funny, but...I have no sense of humor at the moment and I believe criminally funny has been already used.

A lot.

 Message in a bottle.

Somewhere in the cobwebbed cellar of the decrepit antebellum mansion known as Ballineen are the legendary Lee bottles -- and Austin Gillespie is there to find them. The last thing on his mind is hot and heavy romance with handsome bad boy Jeff Brady. But Jeff has other ideas and, after one intoxicating night, so does Austin.  

The only problem is they have different ideas. Jeff doesn’t believe in love at first sight, and even if he did, he’s buried more deeply in the closet than those famous missing bottles of vintage Madeira. Popping a cork or two is one thing. Popping the question? No way. No how.  

Unless Austin is ready to give up on another dream, he’s going to have to figure out how to make sure the lights go on -- and stay on -- in Georgia.

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The Darkling Thrush


New this morning from Loose Id. The Darkling Thrush, a fantasy novel set in an AU Britain -- largely Scotland.

Fed up with his desk duty in the Imperial Arcane Library, book hunter Colin Bliss accepts a private commission to find The Sword’s Shadow, a legendary and dangerous witches’ grimoire. But to find the book, Colin must travel to the remote Western Isles and solve a centuries’ old murder.

It should be nothing more than an academic exercise, so why is dour -- and unreasonably sexy -- Magister Septimus Marx doing his best to keep Colin from accepting this mission -- even going so far as to seduce Colin on their train journey north?

Septimus is not the only problem. Who is the strange fairy woman that keeps appearing at inconvenient times? And who is working behind the scenes with the sinister adventuress Irania Briggs? And why do Colin’s employers at the Museum of the Literary Occult keep accusing Colin of betraying them?

As Colin digs deeper and deeper into the Long Island’s mysterious past, he begins to understand why Septimus is willing to stop him at any price -- but by then, it’s too late to turn back.

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Last Splash

The fifth and final Adrien English novel The Dark Tide is now available through Loose Id.   To celebrate I’m giving away three The Dark Tide playlist downloads from iTunes. The songs are as follows:   Every Time We Say Goodbye - Sarah Vaughan Chocolate - Snow Patrol I Miss You - Incubus Collide - Howie Day This Is It - Staind Strangers in a Car - Mark Cohn Does This Mean You’re Moving On - The Airborne Toxic Effect Rain - Patty Griffin Run - Snow Patrol Bargain - The Who At Last - Etta James   (The duet “I Eat Dinner” by Rufus Wainwright and Dido should have been in there but it’s not available from iTunes.)     Comment below and I’ll have the SO randomly select three names on Christmas Eve.  

If you’d like to discuss the book, I’ve set up discussion forum at Amazon -- I just want to steer clear of any spoilers here for those waiting for the print edition.  

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They Seek Him Here, They Seek Him There...


Come to think of it, that's NOT a Christmas song.

Anyway, I finished the edits to The Dark Tide last night. We remain on target for the 22nd. The final version is 81K and change (more than double the size of the original version of Fatal Shadows). Lots of plot, lots of relationship, lots of lots of. So you should enjoy it. At least it should keep you busy for a while.

Meanwhile I'm blogging at Jesse Wave's today. She's started this peculiar rumor that it's my last appearance on her blog, but if she invites me, of course I'm coming back. In the meantime, I'm there, I'm at Novelspot talking about series writing all this week -- I'll share my thoughts and tips and advice, and if you have questions on series or series writing, feel free to comment over there and I'll respond.

Later this week I'll be posting at Loose Ends (the Loose Id blog) and BookWenches.

One other thing! Over at Teddy Pig's I posted five six books that I found inspirational for writing. All kinds of writers are chiming in with their favorites, so stop by and share your favorites too. Although to be honest, favorites sometimes depend on my mood and the time of year.

After that there will be something very close to radio silence while I relax and rest up for next year.

Hope you're all having a marvellous holiday season!

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And the angels sing...

I've got Martha Tilton singing the soundtrack to my morning. And it is a beautiful morning. The sun is shining -- which is astonishing after yesterday's downpour. The hills around us are dusted in white, but it's already melting.

The Dark Tide is finished and off to the editors. I figured you'd want to know. If the ebook makes the December 22nd release date (and it does look pretty good) it will be largely to the efforts of the folks at Loose Id -- and I'd like to thank them in advance for all they're doing to try to make this happen. They're having to stretch for this one, and I appreciate it -- I know you do too.

So how do I feel having finished the final book in a series I've been writing for over a decade? Tired, mostly. Very tired. It was exhilarating and bittersweet writing this final chapter. I'm not ready to put away the notebook of all the Adrien "stuff" I've been collecting through the years. Still too soon for that.

I think it's good -- too soon to tell. I won't let myself look at it again until the copyedits arrive, and then I'll give it a final hard polish. I usually can't tell until I have that little break and then come back to it with fresh eyes. I can tell you that this is the story it had to be. This is what was planned from the start. Granted, I didn't think we needed this final book in the arc, but maybe we did. You readers will be the best judge of that. I wanted to write it, so that's probably a good sign. I enjoyed writing it, watching it all play out, so maybe that was a little self-indulgent.

Time will tell.

Anyway, thank you very much all of you who have sent virtual gifts over the past few days. I'm not sure what the etiquette is on this? But thank you!

So I'm going to take a bit of break for a few days. I have guest blog posts coming out a few places -- Speak its Name on this Thursday, Novelspot next week (I believe I'll post on writing a successful series), and a spot at Bookwenches on Friday the 18th. Drop by if you have time and inclination.

Meanwhile I am resting the brain and the wrists -- and doing a couple of manuscript evaluations that I've been looking forward to (yes, I do enjoy these, oddly enough).

Talk to you soonish!
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Dangerous Ground 2: Old Poison

So...I sort of lost track somewhere along the line and I was thinking this was releasing next week. But...wrong. It released a couple of minutes ago from Loose Id. This is the one about the two DSS agents (which always sounds like the start of a bar joke). Sort of my homage to a certain British crime show of the late seventies. There's something about buddy shows and popcorn that is very dear to my unsophisticated heart.

Anyway...da da!

Special Agents for the Department of Diplomatic Security, Taylor MacAllister and Will Brandt have been partners and best friends for three years, but everything changed during a week long camping trip. Now Taylor and Will are trying to see if true love is in the cards or if it's just sex. Really, really good sex, granted!

But when Taylor receives a cobra bottled in rice wine for the birthday he nearly didn't live to see, Will fears that something in Taylor's past -- something Taylor won't talk about -- is going to put an end to their chance of a future romance. Or any future at all.


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The Beat Goes On


The drums, the damned drums. Will they never stop?

So in case you're wondering where I am these days, you will be shocked -- shocked and AMAZED -- to hear that I am writing. YES!  Me.

Seriously, this is hell month for me. To say that I am bad at responding to people right now is to flatter me ridiculously. So far I have done I Spy Something Wicked (the Loose Id Halloween Fling sequel to I Spy Something Bloody), I've done the first draft on The Dickens With Love, the Christmas novellas for Samhain, I'm halfway through Old Poison, the sequel to Dangerous Ground, the edits for the print version of Somebody Killed His Editor...

And the fun isn't over. I still have my edits to do on The Dickens With Love, edits on something else, and The Dark Farewell a historical novella about spiritualists and serial killers in the 1930s midwest.

So suffice it to say it's a busy, busy month.

But a strange thing is happening. Rather than stalling out, unable to think what to write next, I seem to have slipped into some hitherto unknown high gear -- or caught a second wind. I'm writing very well right now. I don't mean, gosh-I'm-such-a-brilliant-writer! I mean, I'm focused and the ideas are flowing and the words are coming. I think this is worth commenting on because this shouldn't be happening. I've written, well, a lot this year. At the end of this month alone I'll have done about 150K. 

And it's all wildly different stuff.

I'm not going to lie and say that it's been easy. I've been snapping and snarling at friends and family, my wrists are not good at the moment, but it's encouraging because the lesson here is -- and although I already knew this, even I have to sometimes be reminded -- the more you write, the easier it is to write.

You cannot anguish over every paragraph, sentence, word. Save the anguish for the rewrite (and, yes, you flipping MUST rewrite -- I don't care what comforting bullshit you tell yourself about the rewrite-just-being-different-not-better; editing, polishing, rewriting make a better book). Get it down on paper. Stop coming up with these excuses. Write. Keep writing. 

So that's basically it. I won't bore you with my battles (in between writing) with the ants that have decided to move in with me -- yes, and share office space. Or my thoughts on Queen of Atlantis, a 1936 horror flick that I thought might make a change in background noise from the classical music.

All that can wait till the end of the month. Suffice it to say I am well and I am on track for all these projects, and if you don't hear from me for the next two weeks -- well, barring the BOOKTALES FOR TWO (ha, see that Wave!) conversation Nikki Kimberling and I are having at Jessewave's on Monday. I'll hopefully remember to post that link.