Why are you doing Romance, Logan? When can we get stupid Lies and Legends? I don’t understand why you are abandoning us!—- I should have already done a cover reveal/release info post so here it is! — and also other answers to your questions about my very existence…

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STOCKHOLM SEXY TWO IS LIVE! CLICK RIGHT HERE TO GET THE BOOK

THAT’S said to be MR & MRS Smith meets Pulp Fiction xxxxx

 

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 Here is the Goodreads Link to o read more about the Game of Realms series that is exactly how it sounds. Game of Thrones meets A Court of Thorns and Roses 😀

 

Okay, so, as to the questions:

I have always played at romance. If you’ve read Stockholm Sexy, that has romantic scenes, as does The Last City. Stockholm was my FIRST novel, and when I left Adult Thriller for YA, I sort of ventured away from heat levels thinking teens would read my books…alas….adults read ALL of my books haha. So as you can see if you read The Last City series, heat levels increase as we get older characters.

Lies and Legends is in it’s FINAL drafting stage. When you see Stockholm being put out, it’s because it was written about ten plus years ago. I have not forsaken my main series…whatsoever. If you are wondering if I’m too busy for TLC you are out of your MIND. My main series (The Last City) will FOREVER be my MAIN series. Period.

Zombies, superheroes, and mayhem is my home to stay. But. There will be more to come from OLDer works that should have been published a thousand years ago.

Unhinged II will be out this year. As will The Lucky Ones. I can’t friggin wait. The Lucky Ones will be a serial and it’s romance too…dystopian romance with a big R. Very intense/angsty. I love writing that stuff too.

The ONLY new thing aside from Lies is going to be the fabulous book above ^^^^ The Noble Throne, and that story too, was not started just right now, and did not just right now put anything on pause, it is in fact, something that started dead even with Lies and we are already finished with first draft because I wasn’t writing it all by my onsie.

Yes, that was Pirate slang. If you have not read my pirate slang in Bonecaller, go do that first, then come back.

I’ll wait….

What is coming next NEXT, you ask? FREAKING MAYHEM and a girl who is revenge incarnate—‘a walking hurricane’ (You’ll see who says that later if you read.)

Back to writing.

L

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Why I love being Indie! #indiebooksbeseen

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At first I was like, I don’t—I really don’t love Indie!

*yanks off Indie badge*

Hold the phone and listen. I’m saying not especially more than the other. For me. Each book has a journey.

The reasons I don’t fully bunnies and rainbows love it are many and easy to detect by the bags under my eyes. So much self-promotion and so much work. I’m not saying other traditional authors don’t work but this is my less-than-green grass side to complain about so there you have it.

However, for this post I’ve decided to count my blessings and water my Indie grass so to speak!

#1 The Visual Arts

Oh yes. This is spot NUMBER ONE! My covers are hugely-hugely-HUGELY important to me and (cough cough) (plug The Book-Design Guy) has made it incredibly enjoyable.

Let me break it down just a tad:

We do a color scheme that mentally meshes with my “world.”

We pull our hair out a bit at ideas that won’t work.

Usually ending up with a terrible and cluttered mock up (because of me).

He forces me to decide what is MOST important to convey while I basically cry a lot and eat cookies and hand it over to the expert like I should have all along.

And then I get to watch this baby be born.

*(And just an FYI Gods of Anthem has a cover I love so much I want to sleep with it at night. THIS is the type of inspiration that keeps me going. It’s gas in the tank.)

(cough cough) Join the party to see it released on January 3rd (PARTY HERE)

 

#2 The Blurbage

Oh yes. This is spot NUMBER TWO! My blurbs. They are the lifeblood of my story and I want them so unbelievable people ask me, “This is for YOUR BOOK? YOURS?????” They can’t believe it.

Logan’s blurb is…majestic…

I’ve seen my poor traditional’s stuck with some weirdly patched together blurbs. (shudder) I stay awake at night with a knife under my pillow just imagining this scenario.

I worked on my current blurb for about…a year. So yeah. It’s mine and I don’t want any suit touching it. (pulls knife)

 

#3 The Other Indies

What? “Don’t get soft on me, Logan.” SHhhhhhh. Indies have their own culture. A lot of time ( I won’t lie ) It’s annoying! The “buy my book” chants are a dull roar in indie town and yes, that can be somewhat irritating, BUT you also hear the call of the wild, independence, the Bravehearts of writing, the raw novelists who don’t have anything holding them, they won’t be PC or even Disney, the warriors that bear the scars of indebtedness, the starving artists with their own tale of woe. And who am I to discourage that type of muse? It makes for great things. As for me and my house, we know to have a dream realized you must first lose a few….so GO INDIE!

 

#4 You. Did. It.

You had lots and lots of help if you are smart. You rely on a village if you are wise. But the truth is, at the end of the day, YOU were in charge. YOU CONQUERED that mountain thrusting your pointy ended pen into it again and again, forcing it into submission and you were a mini-god for a day. You killed it and then rose it back from the grave just to kill it again. And BY all that IS HOLY YOU ARE KING!

 

#5 It’s Your Money (mostly)

This is important too. You have to support yourself in this game somehow. They don’t give away laptops at Best Buy in an effort to help with the flooding and saturation of Young Adult markets or offer you free kindles so you can read and stay sharp. No. You have to pay the bills like the rest of us poor shlubs writing their entry level novels. You really aren’t making bank right off bat. BUT going Indie you get a bigger piece of the pie when you DO sell. When you do “make it” the cash is in hand more quickly. So there. In your face big FIVE OR FOUR or whatever number they are at in this sad economy.

My slice is bigger with Indie. That’s good for me. Very good.

I like pie.

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So there you have it! Part one of the #indiebooksbeseen Blog hop! Check out Ten Things that Suck (and Rock!) about being Indie (part one)

Part two drops on Monday Dec 15th!

 

XOXO

L

Kindle Giveaway, Stocking stuffers, and Starbucks gift cards! Party hardy!

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Stocking Stuffer Giveaway Dec 15th for sharing my events! All prizes there by Christmas! Earbuds, Kindle Case, Starbucks Gift cards, and bookmarks to several winners! Click HERE!! To learn how to enter!

We are also doing three parties that rock so hard! First, The Treemakers Release! December 3 and this event is going to be legend…(wait for it)…DARY! Legendary!

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Second Ya/Na New Years Celebration! Jan 3—with TEN YES YOU HEARD RIGHT TEN Authors! Best selling books being GIVEN away, over thirty titles, along with a Kindle Giveaway and wine and chocolate!

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And lastly Book by its Cover Awards Ceremony!

January 10th

Grab your best indie cover and bring it over we are still nominating! Trophy for best cover and trophies for other catas!

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Combined we already have 700 people going to these events yahoo~!

Join Join JOIN!

Do you want to pimp your book/blog?

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In December I’ll be doing a podcast about Gods of Anthem, writing and other chatter. Stephen Campbell of The Author Biz is handling the interview and it’s gonna be awesome!

If you have a question you’d like to ask about my upcoming release or writing in general, let me know and I’ll pimp your blog or book or if you’d rather remain anonymous that’s cool too!

Wanna be a VIP? Click to the right to join my mailing list! It’s only for cover/book releases so no worries about spammy-spam-spam.

 

L

 

“Girl lost in woods during writing retreat. She was never really that good anyway…”

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“You may ask me out to dinner. Nothing fancy or foreign. No bars. No patios. No vegetables. And no seafood.” Angela (The Office)

Since I’m on hold with my editor having “missed my opening” by a mile (I think our original date was August…of last year) (I wish I was kidding) I’ve been skimming some of the other time wasting— (cough) ummm that is, avenues for inspiration!

A little dandy caught my eye about going off into woods or some sort of nonsense and focusing on your writing with workshops and blah blah blah, pay here, yes right here, click it!

I picture this and not in a good way:

On this retreat…we have to run for our lives.

Is it sad that to me ‘writing retreat’ is an oxymoron?

Like saying “work retreat” where I am retreating, yes, but not from work, no, so what then do I retreat from…

I’m pretty much an outdoorsy-ish person, but with limited exposure. Imagine if you will a sort of out-door Cinderella flitting about in the woods, but at the stroke of midnight no freaky glass slipper wearer worth her salt is piling into the local tent Blair Witch style to pretend she’s sleeping well on the lumpy mis-shapen earth. Sleep number setting…? Hard as hell!

There’s just no excuse for brushing our teeth without batteries, just none.

I know what you’re thinking. She seems to forget the most commonly known writer-vacay is a cabin which has a bed.

Well Mr. Smarty pants what you seem to forget is that my OWN writer-vacay is a jet ski and a hotel room with air conditioning…away from other writers…or anyone who tries to speak at length beyond “I just had ANOTHER glass of that pink stuff and I can’t feel my face!”

Seriously, who can’t think up an awesome plot on a jetski?

What can I say, I like to party.

It’s not my fault. This invite to pack me away with twelve other failures (cough), hey I said OTHER meaning I’m one too—to listen to a lady or gent with some sort of experience (vague in the flyer) come up with euphemisms for “Your book sucked and now you need other humans to tell you it didn’t, preferably ones who don’t know you very well or who charge a fee.” OR “You have never finished a book, and probably won’t ever finish a book. Ever. But here you are and your check didn’t bounce so Namaste.”

What? I’m sorry Cupcake if I’m ruining your inspirational blog hopping but let’s get real. If my book just sold for half a mil I’m pretty sure I don’t immediately sign up for a “writers retreat” in Idaho. I’m certain that I’ve just blown a tenth of it on the craps table since I’ve never played and another 5th on the hotel room in Vegas. Or let’s say I’m feeling cultural I’ve been traveling…the world, like the whole wide one.

If none of those things have happened yet and you can’t find me see my para about the Jetski.

When I first started writing I pictured myself pulling mind blowing prose from my lyrical cesspool , something cryptic and enticing, alive and gripping filling my readers with so much awe that even peanut butter couldn’t keep their mouths closed.

While I hold out hope that this may still happen before I die. Or after. Probably after. I’ve given up the idea that this happens when you most want it to, or train it to, or better yet attempt to whip it into submission via “writing retreat”. It just doesn’t allow you to force it.

Since we all know that a grammatical masterpiece is not going to be my end game, as for the life of me the English language in all it’s glory seemingly puts me into a stupor if held up to any reasonable standard… I do have some grammar books I’ve decided to again extend my education toward but truth be known it’s the voice that comes to me in a scheming ungrammatical sense that throws everything off.

It speaks to me like gutter-tripe that ate a thesaurus and burbs out fragmented sentences.

It’s almost impossible to keep up with the dialogue that argues and yells and screams through my brain like twelve angry men only there are women too and do you know how fast some of us talk?

Then he/she (my voice is multi-gender thank you very much) slaps my editor across the face with a pair of gloves and demands a duel.

My editor (very much a she and not to be trifled with) immediately screams, “On guard you scallywag!” or whatever genre I’ve currently started writing in my NEXT midlife growth spurt (we don’t say crisis round here y’all) and they fight while I, the wilting flower, maiden of perfect figure and character, all in white, covers my bosom, watching in horror, terror, feeling faint, to await my champion to kiss, or hug, or pay, depending on who wins which most usually means, “Get your check book out you dead beat and pay your wonderful editor.”

Fact is, that writing for me is perilously close to hard labor at times (whenever rewriting or edits which is about 90 percent of it for me) and a retreat to try and be “artsy” sounds as lovely as a dentist appointment.

“But Logan if you go with an open mind you might be inspired to write the next classic!”

Well arn’t you just as magestic as a unicorn?

I might also be inspired to buy stock in bug spray. Did you ever think of that?

When I take a break or a retreat I let it all hang out…bosom notwithstanding. You wanna see that? Didn’t think so.

I swear by the end of your vacation (yours not mine cause this is least likely to be a vacation for me) you’ll all sit around and vote me off the island but instead of a helicopter that waits to take me back to my blessed bath to soak I’ll have given you all a story all right, one for the front of the New York Times: “Girl lost in woods during writing retreat. She was never really that good anyway…”

Where even the journalist cant for the life of him understand why we’d need a retreat. Because HE writes for the freaking New York Times!

L

Update from LO-LO Keys. No? Not a good nickname? Fine you bloody ingrates—I WROTE A NEW BOOK

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I’ll get to it but first let me give you ear blisters.

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I came out of my leaky basement for a quick bloggy blog. No, I haven’t been down there finishing a masterpiece, but rather starting four new stories and cobbling together what I hope will be something that tomorrow I won’t chew my arm off to get away from in its early draft coyote ugly style…

Anyway, I’ve been catching up on various pieces of literature.

I tried to read Fahrenheit 4hundred something-something but failed. And I mean miserably. Falling asleep on such a lovely book is pathetic. I know it. You know it. But whatevs.

(Fixes glasses)

I’ve read Indies Sunniva Dee’s Shattering Halos and Mark Capell’s Edyl – Island of Immortality and gave them both raving reviews. Kudos gent and lady for beating out a classic for first prize 😀

I then read Me before You and cried…a lot. (story about a quadriplegic bitter and sweet) Not recommended if you don’t like to mourn over fictional people or actually like to keep your mascara on the eyelash.

I’ve also been listening to the audio of CS Lewis’ Mere Christianity. (Love the part about the laws of Human/Nature. He truly is a genius) And as you can see by my blog title I speak purely like a Brit now.(pinky up)

I’ve watched the entire first season of Under the Dome while eating cookies. Literally the entire thing in one sitting. Literally eating cookies until each box was lovingly tossed into the trash amid the pile of the other cookie boxes.

My toddler’s favorite word now…? Cookie.

I’ve finished an entire additional novel now.
I’ve…
Oh, I didn’t tell you that part?
My second novel is done.

I mean done as in written on the backs and sides of cookie boxes but first drafts are bloody incorrigible anyway, right? So. Yes. First draft at roughly 80k and I say rough as in truly rough because I may or may not have eaten a few scenes accidentally penned on my nappy kin.

My YA novel previously called Genesis is now “the gods of Anthem”. (Two snaps in a circle) Cause I love this new name and it makes sense on two levels because…you’ll have to read it. No spoilers to be had here so move along Ralph the ‘I have no will power so I read every spoiler’ guy.

Around here we call this new partially formed monster of a book GOA. Feel free to be like, “Hey Logan how’s GOA comin’?”

And I’ll be all like. “It’s good. Or rather —Well, it’s well.” cause I’m British now.
You guys know I still love you all, right? RIGHT?

I just have to do soul searching (dusts crumbs off lap) in between all your fabulous social networking skills of which you seemingly put me into a stupor as to where I then forget to do anything besides sit here before moving to the cookie seat and the boob tube to then be in a stupor again.

It’s simple really. I love to LOVE TO write. And talk. I can talk forever about writing.
And then sing. I can sing forever about talking about loving to write.

And dance. I can tap dance and sing simultaneously about talking about loving to write.
But then. Who is going to eat all these cookies?

I mean (cough) write this novel?

If you are wondering if I’m the type of writer who loves to talk about “their book” and never publish…well don’t be an idiot. Of course I’m that type of writer. I know people publishing books who are still that writer. I’m just excellent at it so that you (moves magic hands like a jedi) never really notice how I never finish a single thing.

Cover reveal at some point in the soon future 😀

XOXO

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