Let’s do ROW80 update first today.
1. Fallen from Grace: write 1 chapter a week (moving week excluded)
FINISHED!! Cue the chimes! Ring the bell! Throw the confetti!! I’m FINISHED!
2. Promo: Answer three interview questions a day until done
3. Promo: Write out a guest post a week until done
4. Lovely, Dark, and Deep short story needs to be written/plotted 2k a day due Aug 31st
Time to get cracking on this.
5. Paranormal Romance short story 2k/day due Aug 9th
Since I’ve finished most of my goals for this round, I’m going to make new goals.
1. Lovely, Dark, and Deep short story needs to be written by Aug 31st. 2k words a week.
2. Post-Apocalyptic/Zombie short story needs to be written by Sept 27th. 2k words a week.
3. Editing Fallen from Grace. 3 chapters a week.
Today is cover reveal day for Ashes Fall! I’ve already given a bit of a preview of it, but I’ll post it and two teasers I made up.
This book will be released on September 1st!
Okay…now onto WIPpet.
I was told last week, after I had posted last week, by my beta reader that I needed to post this excerpt. If you get the reference, you get bonus points for the day! Today I give you 13 short paragraphs from chapter 12.
She fired up her computer as she sat outside the house with her lights no longer on. Opening a new report, Grace filled in all the appropriate information before clicking “Report Complete” at the bottom of the screen. Her stomach growled as she put her cruiser in drive, and Grace decided to hit the diner for lunch before it closed. Not being one for driving while talking on the phone, Grace put her car back in park and called the top number on her favorites list in her phone.
“This is Ruby’s.”
“Hey, Sueanne. I wanted to place an order for pick up.”
“Go ahead with it.”
“I’d like a healthy dose of hash and scrambled, dry. Also two sides of toast, white with not butter, and four packets of strawberry jelly.”
“Yup, that’s me.”
Sueanne giggled. “I should have known it was you. I’ll have them put in an order for chocolate milk too.”
“Total is seven o’ nine.”
“It’s a special.”
Grace smiled, said her thanks and hung up. She would have fifteen minutes before it was ready to be picked up, but that wasn’t a long way. She drove through the neighborhood to give it a quick check before heading over to the diner to pick up her meal. She’d eat in her car, not wanting to talk to more people than necessary.