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February Recap

How is it the end of February already? 2018 is going way too fast!

I’m ashamed to say that I haven’t thought about my goals for March yet–or not much, anyway. But right now, let’s look at February:

CookieBreak Copy  While I haven’t got a logo to show you yet, my designer is working on it as you read this 🙂 In fact, I saw the mock-ups on Wednesday and they look good.

I’m not sure if logo reveals are a thing, but prepare yourselves.

Darkened Light – DID YOU SEE MY MAP ON WEDNESDAY? I love sending out newsletters, but all the more so when I’ve got shiny things for you <3 If you’re not subscribed to my newsletter, GET READY!

Here it is, the official map of Darkened Light:


Thank you so much to Glynn at MonkeyBlood Design. How he keeps turning my artistically challenged sketches into something so pretty, I’ll never understand.

And since we’re in the middle of show & tell, I’ve created these character aesthetics for my four main characters:

840, my beautiful boy and favourite*

Find the originals on my Pinterest board.

*hahaha, just kidding, obviously we don’t have favourites**
**just kidding, this boy’s my exception

Ash, my cat-magnet who blows up his problems*

Find the originals on my Pinterest board.

*like, not out of proportion, I mean with explosives

Doran, my emotionally scarred thief.

Find the originals on my Pinterest board.

And my girl, Naavah Ora who can enter the realm of the dead.

Find the originals on my Pinterest board.


The edit is going well, my editor’s notes make me cry happy tears, and I’ll be ready for betas before long**.

If this looks like something you’d like an ARC of, don’t forget to sign up for my Review Team 😉

*I realise I’m shouting a lot but I just have a lot of feelings for this, okay
** *cries at the amount of draft left to edit*

Blood of the Dragon – THE FIRST DRAFT IS DONE*! It’s a short first draft, but it’s done and it’s proofing and I’ve written a whole trilogy!


Somebody hold me.

*gawd, again with the shouting! you’d think I’d be high on too much tea or something which definitely never happens

Relics of Ar’Zac prequel – I’m quite excited about this now! I’ve spent some time this week taking notes from all three books and will plot and outline it next week. I’ll write it in March – but more on my plans for next month next week 🙂

Once I’ve made any.

Anthology – I’ve outlined my short contribution, and it’s dark and disturbing and heart-warming? Honestly, I don’t know if it has a happy ending or not.

I’ve never been so confused by one of my own projects.

The other authors have given me the go-ahead to share it with my Review Team, so if you want to read it before everyone else don’t forget to sign up 😉

All that I Can Be – Progress on this has been a little slower. I’ve finished writing it (yes, my hand still cramps, thank you) but haven’t started typing it up yet… *awkward cough*

I do still want to start publishing the first chapter in March, so getting this typed up is next on my to-do list.

Darkened Light Anthology – I’ve made a list of shorts I could write and just have to narrow it down now. There are a few which I’ll definitely include because they feature to various extends in Darkened Light. The rest will be based on myths, urban legends, and dark fairy tale re-tellings 😉

Workbook – I haven’t made as much progress as I wanted on this, either. I’ve written most of it, so really it just needs finishing up but I want to get it right. It’s supposed to help you write and publish your own books, after all!

That’s almost it for this month. Just one more thing:

I realised I haven’t given you an excerpt in a while! So today’s is a little longer 😉

It’s from Darkened Light and my boy 840’s POV:

“You don’t talk much, do you?” Doran asked from behind 840. They had been on the road for little more than an hour, and neither of them had said much. Naavah Ora had taken a silent lead ahead of them. 840 had wanted to fall back a little to observe his new situation, but Doran hadn’t allowed it. He had a feeling Doran was worried he’d try to run off and find his village, but he couldn’t fathom why Doran would care.
     Naavah Ora responded without turning around. “We’re not here to be friends. As soon as we reach the next city I’ll be on my way.”
     840 felt a small wave of relief hearing it; Naavah Ora looked at him like he was a demon. She was cautious around him, and didn’t trust him. He didn’t trust her, either; her glare made him uneasy.
     “And you?” Doran asked. 840 tensed. He wasn’t any good in social situations. “What’s your name? I don’t know what to call you besides—”
     “Yes, but your real name? The name your parents gave you?”
      He hesitated. How could he tell Doran if he couldn’t even think it himself? His name no longer mattered.
      “My name is 840.”
      “You can’t just be a number, Ginger. You must have—”
       Doran quickened his pace until he was walking next to him. “Yes, Ginger. I can’t just call you 840.”
       “Why not?” He hadn’t had a nickname since his parents had called him—
       “Because objects are numbered. Days are numbered. You’re a person, and people have names.”
       His forehead creased but he didn’t argue. He expected Doran had a lot more experience with situations like this one than he’d ever have.
       “Why Ginger?”
        Doran looked at him like he’d gone mad, but at the corner of his lips they curved ever so slightly into an amused smile.
        “Because of your hair. It’s red. You know. Ginger.”
        His heart beat faster. He felt like he was defying his Lord, but it was nice to have a name again. Still, there was a little voice at the back of his mind which sounded a lot like the First Elder reminding him that this was just another test he needed to pass. He wouldn’t fail.
        “My name is 840.”
        Doran sighed. “Fine. Ora can call you that if she wants, but I—”
        “My name is Naavah Ora. You don’t get to call me less than my full name.”
        “Fine! Naavah Ora can call you 840 and pretend you’re a thing if she wants, but I won’t. You’re Ginger to me unless you tell me your real name.”

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NaNoWriMo Progress Report Week 5

Happy December, friends! NaNoWriMo is officially OVER! We can breathe again! 😀

After a quiet two weeks with no words written, I’m happy to say that my cold is finally OVER like NaNo, and I finally got some words written :’) It’s not much, but after the last two weeks having my energy eaten by a starving flu it feels huge. And I was able to add something I cut from Book 2. I didn’t want to add it during NaNo since I hadn’t written it during NaNo, but November is over, so all’s fair game 😀 This week’s wordcount is 1254 (without the bit I cut from Book 2), which brings the new total to



I know it’s not much–I definitely can’t claim the NaNo crown this year–but it’s something, and given that I’ve also set up a business this month and was sick for half of it, I’m pretty pleased with my progress.

How did you do? Did you leave me in the dust with your WIP, or are you trailing behind alongside me? Don’t worry if you didn’t ‘win’ NaNo. Any progress is progress, friends, or as a friend said to me only yesterday: Words are words are words. Celebrate the words you didn’t have a month ago, treat yo’selves, and then get back in that chair, that novel won’t write itself.*

Here’s the last character aesthetic and excerpt for the year. I’ve got one more progress update for you in a couple of weeks, and then that’s it until January.**

Happy writing, friends and familiars!

* Seriously, though, well done.
** Is anyone else struggling with that?? I still haven’t accepted that April is over so how can it be December?!?

   A world without the gift would no doubt be more peaceful, and more at ease. But would it be right? The gift could create marvels. It could take them away again in the same breath and leave the world a darker place in the wake of its destruction. It was gentle mother and cruel devil all at once.
   He had hoped that seeing Rachael and others with the gift would make up his mind once and for all, but it had only fed the same thoughts he’d had all his life.
   Give a man magic, and he will taint the world. Give him a sword, and he will defend himself and do good work. His father had taught him that—him, and half of Tramura. But was a sword that different? It wasn’t the first time he had wondered, but it was the first time he had long enough to truly ponder the notion. His father had always kept him busy—a busy man is an honest man—but perhaps that had been part of his plan.
   A sword could do good if given to honest soldiers, who had vowed to protect their country. But he’d also fought bandits who hurt people, robbed them and raped them, and who believed to be no less righteous than he did. If something as simple as a sword could be used either way, depending on the person wielding it, then was magic, the ultimately more powerful weapon, not the same? His father wanted the world to be simple. Kleon didn’t think it was.

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NaNoWriMo Progress Report Week 4

I’m sad to report that I have nothing to report -.- So, really, this update is pointless :O

I’m one week into what’s apparently a three-week cold, and it’s been eating my motivation and energy like candy! Definitely didn’t see that coming when I prepared for NaNo. I’ve been doing smaller things I could do from the sofa wrapped in a warm blanket, like developing my business strategy, freaking out over said business strategy, and structuring the weekly fiction serial I’ve got for you next year. Sounds full-on maybe, but I’m finding it easier to take notes on paper at the moment than to sit at my computer for 90 minutes to two hours every day.

So, there’s no word count 🙁

Don’t worry, though, I’ve still got character aesthetics and a 1st-draft excerpt 🙂 It’s a big one, to make up for the failed word count 😛

   There was enough room between the bars for a prisoner to stick their arms through. The Parashi had told Reeve to stay far away from the cell because of it. If Ludo wanted, he could have reached through and choked Reeve, taken the keys or his lockpicks around his belt, and made a run for it. But instead he just sat there like a kicked puppy desperate for forgiveness but knowing it had lost the right to beg for it.
   Reeve hated this position. He hated how it made Ludo feel. He hated how indecisive it made him. If Ludo was any other criminal he’d hang. Sparrows didn’t take chances with their regent’s life, but Ludo wasn’t any criminal. Reeve wasn’t convinced he was a criminal in any sense of the word.
   “Ludo. Answer me.” He’d get the truth out of him sooner or later. Without resorting to torture. “Bezcyn.” He hoped Ludo didn’t hear. He hated and loved how Ludo had made him feel. What was it Ludo had said as Reeve had arrested him? Everything he’d said to Reeve had been real.
   But was that just another lie? Reeve balled one hand into a fist and rammed it into the wall next to Ludo’s cell.
   “Ludo, I asked you a question.”
   “Does it make a difference? I’m not an idiot, Reeve. I know what my sentence will be.”
   “I’m here to change that sentence, you big idiot.”
   “Reeve, please…”
   “I mean it.” He turned around, shocked at how exhausted Ludo looked in the right light. “If you don’t say anything you’ll hang, but if you tell me the truth you could live. Rachael is sure you’re innocent.”
   “And how about you?” Ludo’s voice cracked from a lack of water, and he coughed. “What do you believe?”
   Reeve took the jug of water he’d been given, and sought the right key. He’d never even consider this with any criminal. But just this once, he agreed with Rachael.
   And he couldn’t stand the distance between them any more.
   He opened the lock, careful not to spill any water. Ludo watched from his place on the floor.
   “Aren’t you worried I’ll jump you?”
   Reeve forced a smile. Maybe humour was the way to go. He regretted never having been better at it. “You’ve gone awfully far just to tackle me to the ground.”
   He hated how much Ludo’s smile warmed him. “You know I’ll stop at nothing to impress you. It’s not constellations, but I hear physical proximity can be just as good.”
   Reeve handed him the jug. “Drink up.” He sat down next to Ludo and waited until the Tramuran had stopped drinking. “I believe you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whatever happened, they got the wrong man.”
   Ludo met his eyes, so blue and so hopeful Reeve almost couldn’t bare not to hold him. Almost. “You really believe that?”
   He nodded. So Ludo had lied about not being a spy. Or had he? All Reeve could remember was Ludo swearing he hated Arnost Lis as much as anyone, and their talks under the moon.

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NaNoWriMo Progress Report Week 3

Happy Friday, friends!

How are your NaNo babies coming along? Aren’t they just growing up so fast? :O

My first two weeks were a little slow, but I’ve caught up this week! *pours a shaky cup of tea* This week, I wrote 11,048 words.

That brings the total to:



Honestly, though, I’m a little worried that we’re over halfway through NaNo now and I’m only just at the halfway point word count wise. I’m starting to accept that I might not make it this year. I’m trying to build my business alongside writing all the words, so most days it’s a delicate balance struggle. What’s more important? Writing half of a first draft or finding clients so I don’t stay broke? You get why I’m torn.

So, if I don’t write another 25K in the next two weeks, I won’t be too hard on myself.

I know this word count is a big priority for many of us this month, but don’t forget to look after yourselves, too <3

    “It’s time, Sparrows. You all know what we’re walking into, and you all know why we’re doing it. The queen needs our help, and we’re her private army. It’s our duty to keep her safe, no matter the odds. Rachael’s safety is our priority.” He swallowed hard. He wasn’t prepared to lose any more of his family. “But that doesn’t mean you can be reckless. You can’t help Rachael if you’re dead, so I expect you to be smart and stay as safe as the situation allows. If you have to fight, give it everything you’ve got but don’t get killed while you’re at it. These demons aren’t like you and me, and they don’t die like you and me. Hold out your weapons.”

   While all of them had their weapons enchanted, it couldn’t hurt to strengthen the magic that ran through them. If the enchantment wore off—if that was even possible—he didn’t want it to happen while they were fighting for their lives.
   Kaida stepped forward, and made each weapon glow in turn until hungry flames burst from each of them. Their fires burnt hot for a second, then slowly died down to allow the Sparrows to sheathe their weapons.
   “You are my family. Rachael may be our queen, but she has made herself a part of that family, too. Protect her because she is your ruler. Fight beside her because she is your sister. The enemy is fast, but we’ll be faster. The demons are linked through dark mist magic, but we are linked by a connection they will never understand. When we get to Kaethe we will show them what happens when they take our queen from us. When we get to Kaethe, we will make them regret taking our sister. For Rachael!”

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NaNoWriMo Progress Report Week 2

Happy Friday, friends!

How are your WIPs coming along? Have you all got through the first full week of NaNo madness okay? <3

My week has been slow, BUT there’s a good reason for that. I wanted to focus on finishing the first monster edit on Darkened Light which is now done and printed (until I ran out of paper anyway) and with my critique partners. Now that’s out of the way, I can give NaNo hell next week! And I still wrote 9193 words this week anyway, so suck on that, NaNo 😀

The total word count now stands at


Nowhere near what I hoped to have by now, but progress is progress and I’m over 10K into Book 3! Who cares if it’s not as much as I wanted? I’ve done good, and so have you, NaNonites <3

   She lay on a cold stone table, wrists spread to opposite sites and bound to cool hooks above her head, legs tied up in the same way below her.
   She took one deep breath in, let one deep breath out. Repeated the process. Her heart was still hammering.
   She thought of her mother’s arms, the way she’d smelled of roses, and closed her eyes until she could feel her mother’s comforting embrace. Her mind still raced.
   She focused on the spot on her hips where her daggers usually sat, tried so hard to feel them now, but nothing was there. Terror still gripped her.
   Fear threatened to overpower her again. Her stomach constricted, her throat tightened, and her eyes burnt when wave after wave of horror washed over her and made her sob.
   She had never felt so pathetic. When her father had beaten her mother, she had been free to help.
   When her father had beaten her until she couldn’t see through the pain, she had been able to kick out.
   When she had gone back to Grozma years later, daggers comforting by her sides and her step sure, she had been able to repay him for all the times he had made his mother regret marrying him.
   But now she had nothing, and it terrified her more than anything else could.

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NaNoWriMo Progress Report Week 1

Can you believe Week 1 of NaNoWriMo is over already? How are you getting on, NaNonites? 🙂 Every week I’ll share my progress on Friday, and I’ll include a character aesthetic and a quote each time, too, so feel free to join in and compare word counts! After we’ve prepared together, I’d love to know how you’re getting on <3

These updates will be short, because it’s NaNo and I don’t want to keep you.

I’ve had a slow start to the challenge. I wasn’t well yesterday which set me back already, and it’s only Day 3! Trust me to get sick during the most inconvenient month of the year #rude

This week, I wrote 5019 words, which brings my current total to…..



It is Week 1, after all 🙂

   Hope bubbled up inside her. She took deep breaths, closed her eyes, and willed her vision to come forth. She could feel it, right there, trapped just like she was, struggling to break through. She reached into herself just like Ailis had taught her, reached out to the source of her gift, found that sliver she’d so desperately needed, and tried to guide it.
   Pressure built up inside her head until it felt ready to burst. It hurt. But she was close. She guided her gift where it needed to go, held onto it as tight as she could, and forced it into her head.
   Light exploded in her mind and filled her prison. Intense pain cracked through her skull and gripped her mind so tight she couldn’t breathe. A thin line of blood ran down her nose, dried on her lips.
   Rachael gasped. And passed out.

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Progress Update: Wardens of Archos, Darkened Light, and Nervous Beta Shakes (OOH, and an Excerpt)

I figured it was about time I updated you 🙂 Much has happened this month, many cookies have been consumed in celebration (and fear), and all of it is exciting. I’ll try to make this brief because I’m not at my home computer right now and therefore can’t spam you with gifs.

~ Wardens of Archos ~

WoA is now with my beta squad <3 As I’m waiting for the first emails with feedback to come in I’m excited, I’m nervous, I’m scared, I’m relieved – it’s not a good combination, friends.  I’m an emotional mess, basically (which, yes, is me on every other day, too, but waiting for beta feedback to roll in makes it worse; I’m a fragile, emotionally unstable kitten).

I do have a release date in mind, but I’m worried if I announce it I’ll jinx it. Which is a pretty big difference to last year, when I announced my release date long before betas were recruited and I ultimately stressed my sanity until it died. It will come soon, I promise (so will ARCs, btw – any takers? 😉 ). I just want to be sure first that it’s doable. But watch October, friends.

~ Darkened Light ~

I’m SO excited to finally come back to this. Darkened Light has been resting ever since December (some of you might remember that it was a NaNo baby), and I’ve been dying to come back to my elven sorceress, my thief, my sacrifice, and my boy who likes to set stuff on fire. It’s a great group, you’ll see 🙂

It’s been a while since I’ve shared anything about it – WoA has been so needy, friends; also, I have separation issues – so I thought I’d share the opening scene again. It’s had a rough (very rough) first edit now, but there’s lot of work left to do. I skimmed the first few pre-NaNo chapters yesterday and it’s in pretty bad shape :’) The post-NaNo chapters look so much better already, I just need to work my way through the beginnings to get there.

Pray for me, will you? :’) Cookies, cake, and tea are also appreciated.

I’ll be doing more sharing over the next few months (the cover is booked for early October!) and will hopefully get a first draft of a blurb written, too (blurbs are the devil, by the way. the. devil.) but for now, here’s the first few words of Darkened Light:

~ Excerpt ~

Naavah Ora stared into the soul of the Heart, and knew that it was dying. There was a presence here with her, and it slowly corrupted the world.

The red grass beneath her feet swayed in the windless breeze as always, the same breeze caressed her skin, but something wasn’t right. In the distance, she saw the city—a haven for all dead—bright and shining as ever, but still something wasn’t right.

It was the missing whisper on the wind. It was the missing laughter in their eyes. It was the slow hiss that carried over the meadow and into the sky, and turned her blood to ice.

And all she could do was watch as it slithered invisibly to the city at the heart of their haven, and turned the dead against them.

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An Update on Wardens of Archos (There’s an Excerpt, Too!)

My, it’s been a while since I’ve last done a progress update! How have you been? 😀

As usual I’m trying to do a hundred things at once (or it feels like I am, anyway – if anyone knows how to contact Satan, let me know. I’m ready to sign that contract for more hours in my day now.) and to be honest I’m tired and I have no idea how people juggle a full-time day job, raising their children, writing, keeping their partners happy, and maintaining their house so it doesn’t fall apart. It’s sorcery, it must be. (They’ve probably signed that contract… So someone knows how to get in touch… Email. Me.)

What I’m currently trying to juggle are my edits on Wardens of Archos, my part-time day job, editing jobs (by the way, you can officially book me from July! Take a look here for more details.), keeping my cat and partner happy, and ignoring all the housework that needs doing but which I have no time to do. So, if you’re someone who balances everything perfectly without getting tired and/or stressed, please tell me how you do it. I wouldn’t mind some pointers :’)

My familiar is still very involved.

The edits on Wardens of Archos are going well. My editor is doing a developmental edit and guys. It’s gonna be good. I’m loving her suggestions and I’m loving how much it’s improved already. Two critique partners are going over it, too, and I’m doing my own edit at the same time. We’re cutting and adding in (almost) equal measures 😛 I’m adding all comments to my printed version and will apply all changes once I’ve finished going over it. Once that’s done I’ll be ready for betas 😉 However, there’s a lot to do and not much time to do it in, and I don’t want to rush it. I’m also trying not to feel bad about how long it’s taking, but I’d rather have a 3rd draft I’m happy with than one I’ve rushed through and missed a bunch of mistakes.

I’m currently hoping to publish it in August/September, but nobody hold me to that. (Or do, actually!)

By the time I get to Darkened Light it’ll have had a nice long break!

If you’ve signed up for my newsletter you might know that work on the cover for Wardens of Archos has begun! In theory I’ll have a cover reveal and the blurb for you in a few weeks 😉

So, to summarise, everything’s progressing nicely but slowly due to other commitments. I’m dying to see the cover, and I’ve already booked the next slot for the end of September, which is for Darkened Light.

Now, if you’d take a peek to the left, you should see this new shiny option:


You probably know that I’ve been blogging about world building and, more recently, beta reading. On this page you’ll be able to find all posts I’ve published already, in one handy list! That way, if you need specific information, you’ll be able to find it quickly 🙂 It also gives you an idea of what’s yet to come, and includes the collaborative posts I’ve hosted together with other authors.

And to finish off, as promised, here’s an excerpt 😉

“If we wanted to kill you,” said Yoko, “we’d have done so when you arrived.”

Reeve snorted. “You underestimate me, witch. I’m not so easy to kill.”


The lights in the room flickered, the smell of incense gone. Rachael blinked, and between two flickers of the candles Yoko moved right before him, her body encased in blue flames and a dagger at his throat. It drew the smallest sliver of blood.

You are on your guard, Sparrow, and yet I’ve managed to draw blood from your neck. All I had to do was blink.” Yoko stepped away from him, and turned around. Reeve caught himself the moment her back was turned, and threw a dagger at Yoko’s head. It stopped in mid air, halfway between them. “If I wanted you dead, Sparrow, you would have died.” Her smile was as beautiful as it was lethal. “Just think what I could have done had you closed your eyes for one more second.”

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#FictFBFeb17 Days 25-28 & Progress Update (incl. excerpt!)

Can you believe it’s March already? I have so many exciting things to share with you next month, and a lot of prep work to do before then, so I’ll keep this short. Relatively speaking 🙂 I’ve got the final four days of #FictFBFeb17 for you, I’ve got news on how my own edits on Wardens on Archos are progressing, I’ve got news on my newsletter, and I’ve got a short excerpt for you! It’s been a while since I’ve last posted one, so I figured it was about time 🙂

~ #FictFBFeb17 ~

Fictional Flashback February is the hashtag created by my sister in spirit Faith Rivens, who blogs over here – check it out if you’re after great writing tips and even better writing! Using this hashtag to introduce our characters was a really fun thing to do, and I’m looking forward to the next one in May <3 This time I posted on Twitter as well as Instagram, which needed graphics to go with the brief insights. I’m not sure if I’ll use both again since creating the graphics takes time every morning, but I’ll definitely join in again on Twitter!

Thank you, Faith, for a great way of introducing our characters <3

Day 25Fifty

Day 26Fulfil

Day 27Future

Day 28Finish

~ Wardens of Archos ~

Exciting news, everyone! I passed the half-way mark in the first edit! Next week I’m hoping to reach page 90, and then I’ll be asking for beta readers before you know it … But more on that nearer the time 🙂 After how difficult this first edit has been I’m dying to print the whole thing and go over it with my red pen and highlighters, tea on standby. My editor lady will do a developmental edit at the same time, too, which is something I didn’t do with Rise of the Sparrows. By the time it reaches my betas it should be in pretty neat condition!

~ Newsletter – Coming soon! ~

At the beginning of January I went over my plans for this year. Setting up a newsletter was one of them, and it’s now very nearly done! Next week it’ll be ready to go, and I’ll be able to tell you more about what benefits the newsletter would give you exactly. For now, think exclusive early access to cover reveals, giveaways, release dates – but I’m getting carried away. More next week 😉

~ Short Excerpt ~

It’s been a while since I posted an excerpt! As I’m editing I’m marking sections which will hopefully give you an insight into the second book without giving away any spoilers. I’ve got a couple more marked which I’ll post soon, too 🙂

For now, have this brief excerpt:

Rachael raised a weak hand to her cheek, and felt along the smooth cut the assassin had left. Kiana believed it would scar. Did she mind? A scar was proof that she had fought and survived. She wasn’t ashamed of it, and she didn’t want to hide it. She had earned that scar fighting for her life and defending a friend. It was proof that she was stronger now than she had been a year ago. It was proof that she wouldn’t be killed so easily.

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Progress Update – Deadlines and Excerpts

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Self-imposed deadlines, that is. And only one excerpt, but it’s longer than usual 🙂 There were so many things I wanted to get done this week, and by some miracle I did. One of those things especially I’ve been postponing for a while (*ahem* since March! *ahem*), so it’s a great relief to have that off my back.


On the writing front of things I’m happy, if somewhat surprised, to say that progress is happening! I’ve set myself a vague deadline of the end of September for finishing the first draft of Relics of Ar’Zac Book 2, and so far it’s looking good! I know how many words I need to do per day and per week to make it happen, and so far I’m confident I’ll hit it. Mind you, my original deadline was August, but that was always a bit ambitious 😛

This week’s word count is 6,970, which brings the total to 57,425. The little progress bar in Scrivener is turning a very exciting yellow!


As I mentioned last Friday, my routine was shaken up a lot this week. So far things are going well and my writing hasn’t suffered yet, but as things continue I might need to adjust my routine a little. Not to jinx anything, but I think it’ll be fine – my writing has actually gone better than before! But maybe cross your fingers for me just a little.

On Tuesday I asked for your take on Facebook as a professional platform. I haven’t made a decision yet, but either way it’s save to say that change is coming to my author page. Whether that change will be in the shape of me deleting it, or in the shape of me using my account more – which I don’t really want to do – I don’t know yet. But consider this a heads-up that I might suddenly disappear from your list of followed pages. If that happens it’ll be intentional.

Now, it’s been a little while, but I’ve got an excerpt for you! 🙂 I haven’t shared much from my new WIP Soul of the Heart before, so I thought it was about time! There’ll be three main characters, and today’s excerpt is from Doran’s POV. I hope you like this first proper look into it! ^-^


Doran sank into the nearest tree branch, and prayed to whichever God might listen that this thing hadn’t spotted him. If – no, when – he got out of this alive he would have to have a serious talk with the people of this village. All he had asked for was the location of this stupid artefact he wanted to find, and what did they do? They sent him into a forest full of demons and worse, and probably laughed behind their hands as he got torn apart.

“Gods, this isn’t worth it!” The artefact sat heavy in his pack. It was only a small thing – a little amulet made of gold – but it was worth a fortune, and he felt like his very life was attached to it. If he had known how much trouble it would be to retrieve it- “Oh sod it,” he said, running his hand over the heavier end of his pack, where the amulet was waiting to be sold. “Of course you’re worth it.”

That awful sound of silence still echoed around him. The birds had stopped singing a while ago, and he hadn’t spotted a rabbit in hours. Shortly after the natural sounds had stopped, it had appeared out of nowhere. He would never doubt stories or rumours again. They had to come from somewhere, after all, and after today he was convinced that most of them came from this forest.

Whatever was hunting him was still around, but if he stayed he was as good as dead. At least if he ran he could try to make it out alive – and then those fanatics would get a good talking to!

He took a deep breath in, and stood. The pack was tied carefully around his shoulders, and wouldn’t go anywhere. He could run for hours and jump over whatever lay in his way, and it wouldn’t fall.

Or so he hoped.

His blood froze when he heard it. The rustling of leaves close to him, followed by that vicious silence.

It was close.

Not wasting another moment, he ran. He could feel its presence closely behind him, but if he stopped now it would have him, and he didn’t want to know what it would do with him then. Nothing in this forest was natural, and his imagination was far too vivid to dwell on it.
Something grazed his arm, and drew blood. Sharp razor-like claws grabbed for him, their edges thin as knives and their tips as poisonous as the world’s worst snake.

He needed to get out, now, before the poison got into his bloodstream and corrupted him from the inside out.

His vision was blurring. It gained on him, and another claw-like branch grabbed for him – and missed.

Suddenly the singing of birds filled the forest around him, and the faint rustling of critters in the underbrush filled the gaps. By sheer luck he had made it. Doran knew he would never be this lucky again, but he wasn’t planning on returning. The whole forest could burn down for all he cared, and it would serve those things right, too.

If only he could be sure that they could be burned. They were nothing natural, but he didn’t know enough about demons to jump to conclusions. His little trinket was save in his pack. That was all that mattered.

Well, that and he was alive. Not being dead was definitely a good thing.

It was getting harder to breath. He couldn’t stay out here, the poison would kill him as surely as those things, but he couldn’t go to that village either. The fanatics clearly didn’t care if he died. He wasn’t about to ask them for help, but maybe he could hire a carriage from a nearby town. If he lived long enough to make it to one.

He turned around, and stared right into the face of the demon.

Doran started walking as fast as its poison allowed. He was done with this forest.
He only regretted that he hadn’t brought matches.


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