Since yesterday was my birthday, I decided to treat myself by going out to lunch. It was positively divine to get a break from the ramen I’ve been scarfing for far too long.

It was nice to get out and about, but it didn’t work so well for my writing. Between the noise from my fellow diners and the soap opera playing on TV, I had trouble focusing on what I was trying to write. Despite all that, and the similar challenges I faced at lunch today, I actually got quite a bit done and feel rather pleased with myself.
The project in the picture is my latest short story, commissioned by Miss Tadpole. I’ve been working on it for a couple of months – rhyming is haaard, yo – and I hope to have it finished by the time she comes home on Monday. I don’t know if I’ll reach my goal or not, but I feel like I’m finally gaining ground with this story, and I can’t seem to stop thinking about it. It’s set in Lokana, but long before the time of my novels.
And now, on to the next thing! Have a great Friday, everybody!
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Just in time for a much needed holiday break, twenty-two stories about fairies, vampires, werewolves, zombies, and everything in between. Visit a witch’s body swap victims (Samantha’s Day), find what happens when a girl is buried alive (Buried Alive), learn the origin story of Harper (from Night Touched Chronicles) and Verchiel (from the Amaranthine series), and much, much more. So kick up your feet, relax, and indulge in a short story by a new favorite author.
Why do I write what I do?





