News, news all over the place, folks. And it’s mostly good! Holy shit, right?

So I thought I’d write a little post about what’s going on in my writing world lately, because I know how fascinated you all are about the goings on around here. First, LUCKY has a publication date. Look for it in November 2014. Cover? Alas, they are torturing me by making me wait for a cover. I’ll share as soon as I have one, though. Unless there are lustful embraces and cleavage on it. I won’t be part of such things. This is my nightmare, guys.

And, the second book in the series, which is (possibly temporarily) titled MENDACIOUS, will also be published by Crescent Moon Press. (Squee!) I’ll be hooked up with an editor soon. You’ll know when by my increased irritability and self-loathing. Just look away until it’s over.

In other news, I’ve unearthed a manuscript I wrote ages ago. It’s now titled LIES WE TELL, and is a domestic suspense novel. I didn’t know that was a genre until recently, but LIES definitely fits the definition. I recall hating this book, but after sending it to beta readers, I edited, and it’s damn good. I don’t know what I was thinking when I filed it in the “Never to be seen” file. Maybe the universe knew it wasn’t the right time for me to put it out into the world or something. Anyway, as I do with all of my manuscripts, I’ve sent a few queries. If I don’t get any nibbles, I’m already making plans to publish it myself. When? Not sure yet. Could be before LUCKY, but more likely after.

And… Sex, Peanuts, Fangs and Fur is still up in the air. I queried a publisher as well as a few agents. Someone asked for a partial, then decided it wasn’t their cup of tea. No biggie. A partial request is still reason to celebrate a little in my world. Then a small press asked for the full manuscript. No news yet. I’ll keep you posted.

In terms of writing, I’ve been outlining the final two books in the SPFF trilogy. It’s not quite finalized, because I have some researching to do, but I’ve got the essentials figured out. And Nefarious, the third book in the “For the love of gods” series (which picks up where Mendacious leaves off), is about half finished. I am loving these books, and it’s fascinating how the subplots are evolving so that they work into new books that weave all the characters together.

Um… what else? I have a book plotted where I take the characters from Grimm’s Fairy Tales and turn them all upside down and inside out. If I do it right, the book will be damn cool. If I do it wrong, you’ll never hear about it again.

I have another draft finished for a book I’ve been working on for a few years. After rewriting it, completely changing the plot, I’m still not sure how I feel about it. So, it’ll probably sit on my hard drive a while longer.

In non-writing news, DeadPixel Publications, the fabulous group of authors I’m proud to be part of, celebrated its one year anniversary recently. We did a video chat thing on Google, which was weird and really cool at the same time. It was strange to meet these people I’ve only known online. I hate video chats, by the way. My introvert self finds them very uncomfortable, but I had a blast, so that should tell you a lot about this bunch.

That sounds an awful lot like smush, so let’s move on.

I’ve managed to keep a “real job” for about a month now, and everyone has survived the process. It’s actually been a really positive thing for me. First, it forces me to make nice with people, and I have way more time for writing. Weird how shit works out, eh?

So that’s all my news. I have to get back to writing or Netflix… why can’t I stop watching Veronica Mars? Someone needs to stage an intervention. No, I’m serious.