I love this time of year, the soft edge of winter, with its milky blue skies. I’m reviewing proof for the next book, to be called Arise, You Rebel Angels.
Fantasy, Erotica, Horror
I love this time of year, the soft edge of winter, with its milky blue skies. I’m reviewing proof for the next book, to be called Arise, You Rebel Angels.
Inbox cat says spend your time napping when you can.
I’ve been pondering the fact that life usually doesn’t go as planned. In my twenties and thirties, I sold stories—I had an agent for a while. The agent proved a bit shady, so I dropped her. I wasn’t overwhelmed by offers of publication.
I’ve turned the corner, y’all. I’m almost done with a draft.
Fair warning—this one is going to be full of a lot of angels. Witch-friendly angels, witch-father angels, but angels.