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From my current Regency romance WIP Faebourne:
“Do you live here all the time?” Edward asked.
Duncan shook his head. “Only when the servants get bored.”
Richard cocked his head, and his gray eyes gleamed with bright interest. “You would not choose London over the country?”
Duncan sat back and sighed. “I don’t know,” he said after a minute’s rumination. “I’ve never had to choose.”
“But if you did? Have to choose, that is?” Edward asked.
Duncan considered. “Dove Hill is where I grew up. And it is roomier. I think… Yes, I would say I am more attached to it than here.”
“You would choose the country,” said Richard.
Duncan nodded. “Yes, I daresay I would.”
Upon later reflection, it seemed to Duncan that Richard and Edward exchanged a meaningful look when he spoke those words. But hindsight is always clearer, as they say, particularly after one has been kidnapped.
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Here are the goals I set for myself for 2017. I can check the first one off! (Achieved goals are changed to green.)
- Publish Brynnde
- Finish and submit Changers: The Great Divide
- Finish Hamlette
- Write another Sherlock Holmes story
This morning I dusted off Hamlette, so . . .
Oh, and #4 may be transmuted to “create an audio version of my Sherlock Holmes stories,” which I am currently in the process of as well.
My newest novel Brynnde has been getting a lot of page reads on Amazon. I’m so excited to know people are reading it! And this is why it’s exclusive to Amazon—so people can borrow the book and read it. At some point, I may take Brynnde wide, but so far I make so much more from being exclusive with Amazon. Even when people don’t buy my books, I get paid when they borrow and read them.
If you’re reading Brynnde, I hope you’re enjoying it! And I hope you’ll also consider leaving a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Even just a star rating helps fellow readers find good books! And helps me find more great readers like you!
Today, Facebook helpfully informed me that “fans of The K-Pro haven’t heard from [me] in a while.” Which left me to wonder: Are they expecting to hear from me? Because I hadn’t heard from them, either. So . . .
There are a number of expectations put on authors these days. Primarily, these expectations boil down to being in contact with our readers. But what if our readers aren’t in contact with us?
I love hearing from my readers! And I find it very disheartening when I post things and send out newsletters and hear nothing back. I begin to think that, whatever I’m trying to communicate, it isn’t what people want to hear.
So here’s the deal: IF you’re a fan of The K-Pro and you want to hear from me, let me know. (You may recall I began a sequel to The K-Pro some years ago, but based on lack of perceived enthusiasm, I never finished it.) If there’s something you want more of, you have to tell me! Or I’ll never know. I’ll just keep wandering from project to project based on my own internal compass. Which is fine, but it means you’ll be waiting a long time for something that may never happen unless I know you want it to.
I gave up the newsletter, but you can always contact me via the tab at the top of this page, or on Facebook or Twitter or Goodreads—all the usual places. Or come to one of my events and get in my face personally. Let me know what you’ve enjoyed and what you hope to see next. I can’t make any promises, but I will take your thoughts into account.
It’s Brynnde‘s big day! Release day, that is. I hope you’ll take a look. You can read her first chapter right here on this site (look under the Books tab), or look inside on the Amazon page. And while you’re at it, I hope you’ll consider voting for the gorgeous cover on Book & Benches.
Meanwhile, an update on the Sherlock Holmes audiobook: a narrator has been chosen, and he has agreed to the job. I think it’s going to be wonderful, and I can’t wait to share the final result when it’s ready. We’re aiming to be done at the end of March.
Every time I write and release a book, I feel so sure it’s “the one.” You know, the one that will break out and do well. I felt so sure Peter would be my bright star, and then Manifesting Destiny (which ostensibly has a much wider market potential), and now I find myself hoping Brynnde will find a solid readership.
It would be easy to lapse into yet another lament about how difficult it is to get discovered in this business. How tough it is to be heard and seen above the clamor.
If I get hung up on it—on the numbers—I’ll lose the will to write. I’ll cease to enjoy it for its own sake because I’ll be too anxious about how no one wants to read what I write. And then my writing will get worse instead of better because I’ll be forcing it, or trying to write what I think others want to read, or something.
Well then. Head down, eyes on my work. I can at least say that, yes, Manifesting Destiny has done relatively well (and it’s all relative, isn’t it?). And it remains to be seen what happens with Brynnde. In the meantime, I’ll get on with it.
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Brynnde’s thoroughbred kicked up dust as she spurred him up the tree-lined carriageway. She kept her own head low under her wide-brimmed hat, more in the hopes of not being noticed than for keeping the dust from her eyes. She was in trouble and she knew it.
She rode astride the horse, having “borrowed” some of her older brother Nicolas’ clothing. It was something she did often, and her family had long since ceased to prevent her, except on days like today—days when important guests were expected to arrive. Brynnde had ridden out early that morning, fully intending to be back and presentable before nuncheon, but she had managed to get herself into a long conversation with Mrs. Davershire, wife of the gamekeeper, which had led to a visit to the gardener Mr. MacDonald to check on the recovery of his broken leg, and so she had lost track of the time.
If the tenants were at all appalled at the sight of a daughter of the house riding in masculine fashion, they kept it to themselves. Surely, in Brynnde’s mind, that topic of conversation around Aux Arbres and the nearby village of Barrow Wood would have worn itself out long ago.
But now they would have something new to fuel the gossip, namely Brynnde’s disgraceful arrival.