This week I have a few things to celebrate.
Last Saturday was my brother's funeral. It was heartbreaking to say goodbye, but a lot of family came and it was nice to see everyone. Now, I'm waiting to wrap up his estate.
Then this past Thursday, my sisters, mom, and nephews went up to Whitefish Point. It was a sunny day and being on Lake Superior meant it wasn't super hot. There were a ton of mosquitos. My nephew Arik provided good entertainment by pointing out the smoke alarms in the museum and Betty Boop's boobs at the restaurant we had dinner at.
I moved The Incubus and The Asexual's folder into the published folder. It's up for pre-order now and I'm looking for blogs to host me and readers to review it for release day.
It's the third Monday of the month, so that means I need to pimp something of mine. For once, I don't have anything pre-written. It's left me scrambling for something to post.
Well, I'm still looking for blogs to host me for The Incubus and The Asexual's release. I picked a July 24th as release and it's available for pre-order at 99cents. It is a New Adult Urban Fantasy and around 50K words. If anyone would like a copy to review, hit me up in the comments and I'll get back to you.
At first, Quinn isn’t impressed by Keane. He’s cocky and has sex on the brain. The polar opposite of her. Despite their differences, something blossoms between the two.
Never one to take things seriously, Keane is an incubus coasting through life without a care. When he meets Quinn, her lack of reaction to him piques his interest. No human has ever been able to resist him.
As Keane and Quinn struggle to understand what is going on between them, something sinister rocks their world. Young incubi are vanishing, and Keane's friends go missing. Someone is after his kind. When Quinn is kidnapped, Keane must uncover who is behind the abductions and get to her before it's too late.
Tomorrow's your funeral. The 20th is 6 months since you died. I'm not looking forward to it. I'm not a public cryer. People want to touch me and console me and I just want to be left alone. Plus, I can't talk when I cry. Like, it gets physically impossible and I have to regain control before I can speak.
I wish I could sleep through this weekend since going back in time and making different decisions isn't possible. I try not to dwell on that. Nothing can be done now, you'd say. I can hear your voice clearly. It's honestly how I've been getting through this: Imagining you being annoyed at me for moping about your death.
But it's hard not to think of the things we could have done different. Maybe if they had scanned more of you instead of the area your cancer had been in previously. Maybe if you had surgery to cut it out of your liver. Lots of maybes.
You made the choices you thought were best. And I get not wanting to do surgery. Surgery is annoying and there are many other options for treatment. You didn't give up, even promising me to pull a General Leia from Episode 8 after the doctors ran out of options. It just sucks you didn't win. Stubbornness and bullheadedness are strong traits in our family, but didn't work out in our favor this time. Nothing to do now, but remember and keep living.
If you've been following my blog for a while, you'll know that every so often I switch up the theme. It's like a bug that bites me and I spend a few hours playing around with themes and fonts instead of writing.
This time around, I not only got caught up in the theme, but playing with my banners for all my social media. I've heard the advice that you want a cohesive theme among them all to establish your brand, so I was making sure all the fronts were similar or the same as well as the color scheme. Then I started messing with my tagline.
For a long time, I had the tagline: Discovering creativity through words. It was apt because I had discovered the creativity of words were as before I only really saw creativity in terms of art. But that tagline didn't really tell you what I wrote. This was something I knew I needed to fix, but had no idea how to. Then I realized that my Patreon had the perfect tagline: Fiction you can sink your fangs into.
It's catchy and a bit cheeky and tells you that my stories will have creatures not of this world. They can be vampires, werewolves, or even aliens. It only took me seven years to figure this out, and maybe now I can solidify a brand for readers to know me by.
Stalk me Online
* Marie Landry
* Rainy Kaye
* Story Dam
* Earthsong (comic)
* A to Z Challenge
* Alex J. Cavanaugh
* Larry Kollar
* C. Lee McKenzie
* A Book Lover's Playlist
* Cherie Reich
* M. Pax
* MJ FiField
* Melissa Barker-Simpson
* Christine Rains
* Heather M. Gardner
* George McNeese
* Lexa Cain
* L.G Keltner
* Sarah Foster
* Chrys Fey
* Liana K (Youtube)
* Dining with IC
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