Showing Some Love

If you are participating in National Novel Writing Month, you should know one thing.
You are awesome. Keep that shit up.

OK, you should know two things. The first of which is that you are awesome (keep that shit up). The second is that today is the day of the month that the NaNo team has dubbed

ML Appreciation Day.

But Todd, what is an ML?

I'm glad you asked.

Officially an ML, or Municipal Liaison (don't worry, I didn't know what it stood for either), is the person who coordinates events (such as write-ins) for a specific geographic region.  They are invaluable because they serve as a central focal point for anyone in the area who wants to give this whole crazy NaNo thing a try.

I am a bit of a rogue. I live in Westerville.  I should be writing close to home. I should have some connection to the local NaNo group blah blah. But I don't. For reasons I've gone into elsewhere on this blog, the writing group that I call home (and family and tribe and lifeblood) is in North Central Ohio. I'm officially part of the North Central Ohio Wrimos (whether they like it or not).

That makes my ML Carma Haley Shoemaker.

And yes, she definitely fits the bill of someone who coordinates local NaNo events. This is the second year I've done NaNo with NCOW and for the second year, there are events scheduled starting in October and going through November and ending with a Thank God It's Over party in December.

She fits the "official" criteria of an ML.

But she's so much more.

Let me tell you what else Carma is.

  • Patient
  • Understanding
  • Encouraging
  • Kind
  • Fun
  • Humorous
  • Giving
  • Talented
  • Inspiring
Now, you should know that this list is in no way complete. There is no way I could actually describe how awesome Carma is in a simple blog post.  Well, actually this is more than a blog post. 

This is a thank you letter.

You are awesome (keep that shit up). Seriously, Awesome. No, shhh. It's my turn. Just listen. Thank you.  I mean that. Thank you. When I first came to the group I was really unsure of myself. I was unsure of my place in the group itself, whether such an obviously close-knit group of strong and amazingly talented writers would accept me, a writer who only thought of himself as "just a blogger, and barely a writer at best." No. Shh. Let me get through this. Not only was I unsure if the group would accept me, At the time I was unsure if I was even a real writer.

But you were welcoming to me. Just as you are welcoming to anyone who comes through those doors. And it was incredible. 

It's the reason, a year later, that I'm still making the 2 1/2 hour driving commitment for the meetings.

I see how our group has grown and evolved in a year. How we came closer at the writer's retreat last year. How we came closer at the overnight.

I have grown under the nurturing of your leadership. The group has grown. Some of my closest friends, including my best friend, are in this group. This group that you lead, that you guide, that you mentor, that you foster.


I have learned a lot from you in my short time in this group.  I have seen you publish two books and held them in my hands.  You need to know this--THAT IS INSPIRING.  To hold the actual physical books in my hands that you wrote. That is fucking awesome (keep that shit up).

But more to the point, YOU ARE INSPIRING. 

Your tireless and selfless passion to the writing, and to us-your group, are in a word, invaluable.
Amazing. Inspiring.  OK. That was three words. There are more and I'm sure they will come to me, but right now, I simply have two.

Thank you.

Thank you for being you. Thank you for giving up your time for someone like me who wasn't even sure that he could make this writing thing work. Thank you for inspiring me to want to help others to follow their passion.

You affect more people than you could ever realize.

You are awesome.

Keep that shit up.

Much love always,


Help! I'm Failing NaNo

November is National Novel Writing Month.  NaNoWriMo or NaNo, for short.
I have, once again, signed up to participate in the event in which writers from around the world all agree to put their best foot forward and pound out fifty thousand words.

Judging by the amount of hits my last blog received, you know this. And you don't care.  And I'm fine with both of those things. 

Today's attempt to hit some semblance of a decent word count, er blog, will be in two parts. 

  1. Why I'm failing at NaNo
  2. Why failing is a good thing, what can be learned from it. 
There is a good chance that I'm only writing this blog post so that I can feel better about my daily word count for NaNo, which is abysmal-by the way, thanks for asking. There is a good chance that you honestly don't care since you may not have any common interest in what NaNo means to me (or other writers). There is a good chance that, like many of my blog posts, I'm using this space to practice things I've learned along the way, like using awesome rhetorical devices-something I picked up from the awesome and inimitable Margie Lawson. Seriously, if you are a writer and you have the chance to take any of her workshops, there is good chance you will be a better writer afterward, especially if you put her lessons in to practice.

So, let's begin, shall we? Alright, look. I get it. You're bored with me talking about NaNo all the time, right? Fine. Here's a video of a hamster on a piano for being such a good sport. 

Now, back to it. 

Why I Am Failing At NaNo (redux)
In short, poor planning and life.  Those two things are why I'm 9,000 words behind on NaNo's official goal and 22,000 words behind on my goal.

I came in to NaNo with a great story idea: A woman finds a digital recorder in a thrift store that hasn't been wiped clean. She falls in love with the voice on the recorder and spends the whole book imagining what it would be like if she were the woman he was writing poems to. And then, at the end, they meet. Is it a happily ever after? Who knows? And who cares? 

I was super stoked about the plot device of the recorder and thought I had something unique in that she falls in love with the voice on the recorder. It was supposed to be some kind of deep message on how technology shields us and at the same time reveals our true nature. Blech. 

Thing is, while I loved the whole digital recorder aspect of it, I could find no reason to give two shits about my main character. And then looking in to the standard structure of a romance, I knew this was going to be something else. Because of that, I knew I had to have a strong character as well as a strong character flaw for her to overcome (or not) in order to get the man.

I didn't figure any of that shit out until Day 11. ELEVEN! Seriously, blood coming out of my left nostril eleven. That gave me 19 days to come up with any semblance of a book if I had intended to finish NaNo a winner (I will, but more on that later). 

The other reason I'm failing at NaNo is life. I work for a retail company. No, I don't write full time...yet. Working for a retail company means one thing. November is hands down the busiest month of the year. This year is no exception. Time that I would normally take before work is taken doing system updates and installs. We're also rotating shifts at our warehouse pulling product, so my time after work is reduced and by the time I do get home, I'm beat. I won't say that writing is the last thing on my mind, but it's taking a close third to eating dinner and going the fuck to sleep. 

Lastly, I'm not going to as many write-ins this year as I did last year. I ditched my Columbus writing group and have been going full bore with the North Central Ohio WriMos as a writing group. NCOW is great. They have no less than 3 write-ins every week of November. But those are all an hour away minimum. This means I lose 2 hours of writing by going to them. Not to mention the gas cost (which I really didn't budget for this year). So that means I'm hitting the write-ins once a week, usually Saturdays. As evidenced by my word counts on Saturdays, those are very productive days for me, but they aren't five-thousand word productive days for me. 

Write-ins and writing groups are a god-send to a new (and seasoned) writer. Seriously, if you give a shit about your writing and you want to make it better and you want to eventually get it out in to the world, you need to find a good writing group.

To that end, October (and the first week of November) was all about getting a book ready for release. Finishing it, working with an editor, making changes and corrections, working some more with an editor, putting out a newsletter to promote the book, and finally getting it finished and to the point where it's ready for the world.  And it is. You can hop over here and pre-order my second book, Ovid's Folly.  

All of these combined in to a giant kerfuffle of 'dude, good luck hitting those words and feeling good about yourself as a writer.'

And now we come to the juicy bits.

Why Failing Is A Good Thing and What Can Be Learned From It
According to the robot word counter over on the NaNoWriMo site, if I continue at my current average, I will finish my novel (a.k.a. hit 50,000 words) on December 13th.  Or, I can type 2,149 words a day through the rest of the month and hit the goal that way.  Realistically, that ain't happenning. 

You know what? I'm OK with that. 

Here's why failing NaNo (and why failing in general) is a good thing.

It's illustrating what doesn't work. 

I prided myself for a few years on being a pantser. During some parts of the writing process (like this blog) it works. And in certain parts of writing a book, it works. But in going in to a month-long challenge with daily goals that add undue pressure to the already crazy process of writing, it does not work. I know that. I've learned it. Next year, this won't be an issue. Or it might be an issue, but at the least I know what the issue is.

I'm still writing every day, that's ultimately the point of NaNo.

Take this thing you love (writing) and do it every fucking day, man.

That's a pretty heady lesson for life. Seriously.

Take the thing you love, and do it every day. Even if it's only for five minutes.

That's the stuff that feeds the soul. 

And that's why I know my word counts don't matter this year. Because I've found something more important. I've found my voice. I've found my writing tribe. I've found my passion for a story again. 

Ultimately, that's what matters.

Will I "win" NaNo? Probably not.

Will I "win" at this thing called being a writer? You bet your fucking ass I will. 

Until next time (which in all honestly will probably be later today or tomorrow), have a great day.

And trust me on this one, you're going to want to scroll back up there and take another gander at hamster on a piano. It will change your life.

Much love,


Who-oah! NaNo(ing) On A Prayer

Yes. We are halfway there. And for many of us doing NaNoWriMo, we are living on a prayer.

It's the start of week 3 of National Novel Writing Month (NaNo for the veterans) and I'm looking at my word count.

I have an entry in my calendar that I put there in October.  October when I had lofty goals of hitting a word count I'd never hit in a month. October when I was younger. October when I was naive.

That number I wrote in my calendar was 37, 500 words.  That would be half of my word count goal for the month. Doing the math you can see my goal was 75,000.  I was an idiot. And here's why.

Doing the math now, I have to do roughly 4,000 words a day.  I have had, this month, only one day that I passed the 4K mark and that was a day I wrote an hour in the morning and three hours in the evening because, you guessed it, when I'm on a streak I can hit about 1000 words an hour.

My average word count per month is about 23K on a good month. That number is going up based on a kick ass course I'm taking through genreCRAVE, but even so, to shoot for THREE TIMES my best month was a little...ambitious.

I could (and have) quote(ed) some platitudes about shooting for the moon and landing in the stars, blah blah. But that's not going to help me here.

You see, I had an awesome idea for a story.  And here's where I fucked up.

I had this awesome idea for a story over a month ago. Only it wasn't really an idea for story. It was an idea for a story element.  And as I have learned, 14 days in to my 30 trek to the center of my darkest night, you cannot craft a novel on a story element. You actually need the whole freakin' story.

The whole story, the think that makes this element integral (and not just a literary construct), came to me Saturday evening whilst driving a back ass country road in north central Ohio. It hit me so hard that I really wanted to pull over and start writing then and there. But as I had people waiting on me, I picked up my digital recorder and excitedly transcribed the ideas to the device instead. The irony here is that it is that very device that is, in fact, the plot device I mentioned earlier.

Weird how the universe throws that back at me all the damn time!

Here's another irony.

I have been sitting on a story idea for at least two years now about a motivational speaker who doesn't believe a word he says. He is this great example of positivity, but his own life is shite. It's loosely based on how I seem to be really good at motivating people and then basically being a couch burrito in my own life. Hey, write what you know, right?

So, when I found myself unmotivated to continue this story I had in mind for NaNo with this kick ass plot device, the universe gently reminded me of this other story I had. And by gently, I mean that as I was going 68MpH on one of those roads where you crest over the hill but the road drops out quicker on the other side and it feels like your car is going to go airborne, and your stomach most certainly does and it's like a mini-roller coaster. Yeah, that kind of reminder.

Now, don't get me wrong. I am happy as balls that I figured it out. And that I realized I could adapt the old story and make the new story work. At lunch yesterday, I changed up the flow of the original story idea, changed the meet-cute around, came up with a better blurb, and basically phoenixed the shit out of a story that I was about to shelve, resigning myself to trying to bang out sixty 1000 word blog posts for the rest of the month (I still think I could do that and it would be RogueNaNo AF, yo).

So, now I 'm going to do something that I don't think enough people do during NaNo.

I'm going to take the pressure off of myself.

I'm going to realized that the 75K goal, while awesome, was not realistic and was adding a layer of pressure and performance anxiety (that was for you, Jamie) that I just don't need in my life.

NaNo is cool. I love the support. I love the energy of being at write-ins and seeing all of the creative juices flowing. But here's the thing...hitting a word count doesn't make me a winner.

Writing does.

Every day.

Getting a story lined up that I am actually excited to write again makes me a winner.

So, I'm not going to stress out about trying to hit 4000 words a day until the end of November. My work schedule for my day job just got stupid busy, so I know that's not realistic. And I don't have the $300 it would take to hang at the diner every night for the rest of the month, so I'm just going to follow the advice that my best friend gives me almost every day.

"Hey, man, you do you."

The first time she said this too me, I thought it was just some cool little line. Almost like a throwaway verbal response. And then I started thinking about it. Well, lets be honest. I started overthinking about it, because that's what I do.

I realized that as a new author (not a new writer, but that's a post for another time), I was looking to her and to a couple of my other friends/mentors who are also published authors and I was trying to walk the path they walked.  And while there was some success with that (some of the mechanics will work no matter what your ultimate end-goal is), the truth is I wasn't actually doing me.

Now, I'm going to be honest, every time she says that to me, I usually reply with "Oh, I do. Every day." Because, well, sometimes I have the brain of a 12-yr old boy and it often defaults to the dick-fart-boob-everythingisaboutsex setting.  And we laugh.

But the truth is, I haven't been doing me every day. snicker No, I mean aside from that.

In regards to NaNo, there was still a part of me that was throwing that word count out there for others to see and be all oooh, way to go you studly author dude. What bullshit that is. I mean, not the studly part. I'm totally studly. No, what I mean is the part about not being true to myself as a writer.

I have no doubt that I can buckle down and crank out the words. I really know I can. But that's not necessarily true to who I am at this point in my career. At this point in my career, I'm the guy who takes at least a month or two to crank out a story he's really proud of.

I'm the guy who wrote a kick-ass sci-fi novel last November that is sitting on the shelf calling out to me and the other Argonauts and waiting for the freaking wax to fall out out my ears so I actually go back to her and finish her (or she finishes me).  I'm that  guy. At least for now.

Will there be a day when I am the 5K or even 10K a day writer?  Oh yeah. You can bet your ass on that. I've seen that guy in my dreams. I know he's there. For now, though, he's Future Writer Todd.

Writer Todd, the now Writer Todd, isn't quite there yet.

And that's OK.

I give myself permission to do me. To be true to the man I am today. To be the writer that I am today. And to do my best to be better than the writer I was yesterday. To be better than the man I was yesterday.

I think that's probably the true gift of NaNo. And it's certainly the true gift of this seemingly simple advice from my BFF. The freedom to be me.

And also to do me. Because, you know, 12-yr old boy brain still needs a good laugh.

I don't know what the word count of this little random meandering is, but you can bet your ass I'm going to add it to my NaNo word count anyway. And hey-if it helped in some small way, cool. If it didn't, that's cool too. It just means it probably wasn't meant for you at this time.

Alright peeps, I'm heading off to get ready for work now. And by work I mean the job that feeds my belly, not the one that feeds my soul. One day those will be one and the same. Unfortunately today is not that day.

Until next we meet, Happy Wording!



Confessions of a NaNoWriMo Slacker

This is my third year actively participating in National Novel Writing Month or NaNoWriMo if you're cooler than me or just simply NaNo if you're me and you think of Mork from Ork every time you hear someone say NaNo. Which, I do.

The first year I hit a wall at 25,000 word or thereabouts. I was a die-hard discovery writer (or 'pantser' even though I mostly wear shorts around the house). I just hit the wall at 25K and stayed there, stuck.

Last year I discovered the joy. Nope. That's not the right word. The necessity  of plotting or at least having some sort of road map for my book.  And I hit the goal. I think I wound up with six or seven-thousand words more than the 50K word goal. AND I had a finished first draft of a book.  A book, by the way that I seriously need to go back and edit and finish because it's a damn good story and well, to be honest, I have people that will probably kill me or disown me if I don't. So, that's a thing.

The success last year coupled with the fact that I have had a novella released this year and have found my stride as an author led me to declare the somewhat insane goal of going for a 75K Month.

Seventy-five thousand words. In 30 days. That is, if you do the very simple math, two-thousand five-hundred words per day.

Now, if you are one of the people that follow me on any of the social medias (and you should, I'm funny as hell. Well, ok, I'm goofy. And in today's world, goofy is good and dorky is the new sexy. Or at least that's what I tell myself)...where was I?

OH. Right. Social media. If you have followed me on social media, I am totally kicking ass as this NaNo thing, right? I mean, I'm going here and smashing words. I'm doing this write in or that and just words words words words words.  Kicking ass and taking names. Yeah?

Only I'm not.  My word count is slightly below what I need per day to be hitting the NaNo goal of 50K and it's pretty much WAY the hell below the goal per day of the personal goal I'm going for.

Basically, I'm slacking, by all appearances.

And I'm here in the electronic confessional to come clean.

I'm not going to beat myself up over it. Trust me, there are other things in my life that deserve my self-flagellation much more than this.

Nope. This breakfasty blog is here to give myself a pep-talk, because it's only the 8th day of November. There is plenty of time to right this ship. And in the process, if you're sitting there, disappointed by your word counts, maybe this will help set you back on course, too.

I'm going to let you in on a secret.  And I really hope the NaNo Black Ops team doesn't come after me for this, but here it is.

The word counts are a lie.

Yeah. So...here's the thing. The purpose. The point, if you will, of the word counts.  They are a way to measure your progress, right?  Wrong. They are the prestige. They are the thing the audience (in this case, the writer) is focusing on without really seeing what's going on.

If you hit an average word count goal every day, for thirty days straight, what have you done?


Sure, mathematically speaking, if you do 50,000 words in a month, you have a workable draft of a novel that's about 150 pages or thereabouts. And that's a decent sized drift of the average length novel. But even if all of your words aren't for the same thing, you still have written every day for thirty days in a row. 

THAT is the point.  While you were focused on word counts, you did something that you didn't even think you could. You wrote. Consistently. Daily (mostly).

Well done, you.

NaNoWriMo takes away your excuses.

  • I can't write.
  • I don't have time to write.
  • I'm not good enough.
  • I'll never be like (insert another author/friend name here).
It's actually pretty brilliant when you think about it. And I love participating. 

Am I'm slacking on my goals this year?

Yes and no.

I'm behind on my word count. The word count which was the arbitrary brass ring I decided to reach for.

So, Todd, tell us-what HAVE you been doing?

I'm glad you asked. Here's some of the things I've been up to.
  • Writing a flash fiction piece for a project that Jack Wallen heads up. I'm pretty proud of this piece and you can read it HERE.
  • Finishing up the final edits and getting ready to send out beta-reader and advanced review copies of my next book, Ovid's Folly, which will be released on December 5th in the Legends and Lore collection (which you can pre-order HERE).
  • A guest blog piece on the awesome Books By Violet Blog helmed by my good friend Violet Patterson (you should just make her blog part of your regular reading ritual. Check it out over HERE).
  • Releasing a newsletter so you, my awesome friends, can stay abreast of my monthly pursuits and get updates direct to your inbox (and get some sneak peeks that you can't get anywhere else). Sign up here:

And I am currently juggling three works in progress around in my head.

I have the piece that I originally wanted to write for NaNo. It's a romance. I was originally getting hung up on the fact that the main character is a woman and that that was 'new' to me. But my editor recently pointed out that it was not new to me. I had a strong female character in Shadow Initiate. And the main character in Ovid's Folly is a woman. And I really need to shut up and stop saying I've never carried a whole story with a female MC. Point taken.

I have a short story that I'm batting around for an anthology that I'm going to submit for and try to get in. It's more of the dark magic train of thought. The problem I'm having here is that in my head it's really turning out to be more of a cross between Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the series, not the movie) and Hocus Pocus. So, like there's some seriously dark shit in there, but there's also this layer of a little bit of campiness so you don't see how dark the shit really is. I'm struggling with that. I think I need to just sit down and let all the words come out that want to come out and I can sort them out later.

And then, there's the second book in the Shadow Initiate series. This is Faye's story. She was a minor character in the first book, but she's a major character in Duane's life and in the whole Shadow vs. Light dichotomy.  People have been asking for that sequel from the second they finished the first book. Which, I have to admit, is a pretty cool feeling.

So, am I hitting my WORD COUNT? No. In that sense, I'm am slacking.

Am I hitting my goals as a writer?

You bet your ass I am.

I'm writing.



And really, isn't that kind of the point of being a writer?  Most people don't think about breathing. Their bodies just do it. It's part of what keeps them alive and the brain is all like, "Yo, brah, you got 401Ks to worry about, n shit. Don't trip on this breathing thing dawg. I got you."

For righters, it's much the same thing. Only the voice in my head that says it is more Sam Elliot in Road House and less Keanu in Point Break. It's all like, "you got a scrawny little writer brain here goes by the name of Andrew?"

And there you have it. Slacking but not slacking.

I don't plan on asking any of my friends how their word counts are coming. If they're focusing on the numbers, awesome.

I'm just happy they're writing.

Have an awesomesauce day, my friends.




Good morning my friends and greetings from SkaggleRock!
I have been hinting at the news I'm about to tell you for quite some time now. Are you ready? Here goes.


Todd, WHAT is not a fluke??

Ha! I'm glad you asked.  Me being a writer and publishing a book. Those things are not a fluke!

It was unfortunately a little too easy to lull myself in to thinking that Shadow Initiate might be my only published book. Truth of the matter is, though, everyone who told me they read it gave me some great feedback and encouragement. It was usually in the form of "Wait. What? THAT'S HOW IT ENDS?!?!?"  and that was usually followed up with, "Dude. When are you writing the next book?"

And that was awesome.

But we'll circle back to that in a minute.

First I want to tell you about my friend Vee Gregory.

She's a Study Director at Trident Research International. She's heading up a team that is doing some groundbreaking research on cancer treatment.

And she's a direct descendant of Medusa.

Intrigued?  Good!
You can find out all of Vee's story in my upcoming book, Ovid's Folly.

Oh, I kind of buried the lead, didn't I?

That's right. On December 5th, my second book will be released out in to the world.

I have the awesome pleasure of sharing some space and time with 22 other amazing authors (some of whom are award-winning, USA Today and New York Times Bestselling authors!)!

You can find us all in the incredible LEGENDS and LORE box set.


You have no idea how excited I am right now to be sharing this news with you. 
Here are the particulars.
The set is released on December 5th. It's a Tuesday. It will probably be cold in Ohio, so you might need your winter coat. Oh wait, no you won't because it will be delivered to your Kindle or eReader of choice at 12:01 AM and be ready for you to read with your morning coffee!

It's only $0.99. For the talent that you're getting in this set, it's an awesome deal. 

Todd, how do we get our hands on this awesomeness??

It's EASY. All you have to do is click on these next two words: PRE-ORDER HERE.
That link will take you to Pronoun. It's a site you can pre-order the book in the format of your choosing.

But Todd, I hate to pre-order. Why should I bother when I can just get it on December 5th?

This is also a great question.  From time to time you will see me promote and push my friends' books. I will do this on certain days. These are push days for the title.  The push days are basically a concentrated effort to generate as many pre-orders as possible on a specific day.

A large volume of pre-orders helps get the book/box-set ranked in Amazon's (crazy ass) system. The better the ranking before release day, the higher the visibility the book or set has on the day it is released, and the better chance it has to do well and be presented to more people. 

Here's the thing you have to remember about pre-orders, you're not charged until Release Day. So, there's no risk to you and you're seriously helping me out and the other 22 great people in this set who want to get their work out to the masses. 

So, have I convinced you? 

What if I told you that Vee was starting to get feelings for her new boss? Hmm. That could be trouble. Wonder if the gods are going to have to intervene?

Isn't it exciting??

I can't wait for you to read it!

Have you pre-ordered yet?  You have? YAY!

Thank you!

No, seriously. Thank you. It means more than I can tell you that you do me the honor of inviting me in to your home and letting me tell you a story.  I hope to continue to do so well after this set.

Have an awesome day, my friends!


Reveal A Cover and Something More

This picture is not the cover that you came to see. It's the fake picture so that the thumbnail wouldn't ruin the surprise.

Most of you are here because of that social media giant that rhymes with "lace hook" and that's totally cool. Some of you found your way here via my Amazon Author page.

(long pause)...sorry...it's still cool to me to be able to say that.

And still others found your way here by some means both mystical or magical. Perhaps both.

Regardless, you have arrived on a very special day.

Some of you know that my very near and dear friend, Monica Corwin writes books.  She is an amazing author and an even better friend.

I agreed to participate in a cover reveal for a book that she has coming out in 2018.  The book is called Make Me Forget.

Here's a quick hit of the particulars before I get too far in to revealing the cover (and maybe a little more).

Make Me Forget
Monica Corwin
Publication date: February 1st 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
He makes me burn. He makes me ache. He makes me forget.
Since grade school Murphy Wilcox and I fought incessantly. But one drunk night before my last military deployment changed everything. At least that is what he tells me. Along with the hundreds of scorching hot emails we shared 
Fast forward four years and Murphy is the only connection I have to my past. The only connection I have to the woman I used to be. Amnesia is a bitch but apparently so was I.

So, there is the crux of it.

From Monica, "Make Me Forget is a dark romance, with a HEA, that touches on PTSD, mental health, and suicide. Follow Mara as she tries to learn who she really is."

I know, I've kept you waiting long enough. I'm a big ole tease. I'd apologize (but I kinda of think you like it, too).

drum roll....

You may forget a lot, but you probably won't forget that cover any time soon! Right?? I know.

I have read the first three chapters Thank you, Radish app!!and I have to say that I'm hooked. Seriously.  Hooked. I cannot wait for this book to come out!

But I'm going to let you in on something that is even cooler to me than being so stuck on a book that I can't wait for its release.

It's this. 10% of the sales of this book will be donated to the International Society for Traumatic Stress Studies in an effort to get those in need more help.

Coming from a family of veterans, it's things like this that make me happy to share and promote this book.

Speaking of promotion, here's some more information you're going to need if you want to get your hands on more than just the cover of this book (and trust me,  you do).

Choose your favorite online book vendor and pre-order now!

Author Bio:
Monica Corwin is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author. She is an outspoken writer attempting to make romance accessible to everyone, no matter their preferences. 
As a Northern Ohioian, Monica enjoys snow drifts, three seasons of weather, and a dislike of Michigan football. 
Monica owns more books about King Arthur than should be strictly necessary. Also typewriters...lots and lots of typewriters.
And there you have it.
Another awesome story coming out by an amazing author.

Until next time my friends, have an awesome evening and thank you for letting me bend your ear!



NaNo: Day 1

Day One of NaNo.

I got up a little later than I wanted to. But to be fair I was  up a little later than I planned on being up.
I don't blame anyone for that. I will gladly trade sleep for time hanging with my neighbors (on most nights). Especially when laughter and various adult beverages are involved.

I made the eclair cake last night before going to bed.

So, packing up the car this morning with way more shit than I needed, I'm sure. I almost forgot the eclair cake. And if I did that, you wouldn't have this post because I would be dead. No. I'm serious. If I commit to making the dessert and then show up without it, I'm as good as dead.  People don't play when it comes to that eclair cake.

I get to the Write-In up in Ashland, OH about 40 minutes past the start time. Later than some, but not as late as others. With 70 minutes to drive to get there, I usually don't beat myself up too much if I'm a bit late. Besides, I plan on being here until the event closes (about 8PM).

I took the day off work today for the kick off of NationalNovelWritingMonth (NaNoWriMo for those in the know).  I wanted to get off to a good start. In order for me to hit my 75000 word goal, I'm going to need to average 2,500 words/day.  I think it's pretty doable, if I'm being completely honest.  I'm not sure all seventy-five thousand of those words are going to be for the book I'm working on, but most of them probably will.  It's a romance, but I'm still not sure how to actually make the meet-cute work. Can you have a meet-cute with a person and a voice on a machine?

Not sure. We're gonna find out. You're damn right about that.

So, the day has gone pretty well. There was a potato bar for the second day in a row. There was also eclair cake for the second day in a row. I'd have to say these have been pretty damn good days.

There is a shift this year.  Last year I wasn't sure if I was a real writer. Whatever the fuck that means.  This year I know I'm a writer. The doubt this year comes from wondering if I have the chops to pull of the story.  It's funny how the doubt shifts. It never goes away. It just shifts. One year it looks like one thing and the next year it shifts. But trust me, it's still there. And from what I have learned talking to writers and authors, it never goes away.

So I sit here in a public library full of writers. And I'm racing the clock to get my words.

I'm 150 words away from hitting my daily word count. There's a good chance that by the end of this post I will have it. Yes. I am counting my blog post for today's words. I am also counting the Flash Fiction work that I am doing with Jack Wallen for his 'If Music Be the Food' series. The piece for that is actually something that might carry over in to my NaNo piece. None of this next bit is going to make any sense until you can read the piece when Jack posts it. But, it's something that as I'm writing that based on the awesome PVRIS song "Walk Alone," I see that the traits I'm putting in my main character for that piece could carry over to the main character for my NaNo Novel. I might definitely do that.

OH...and hey... did you know I have a newsletter? I know. I snuck it in when no one was looking.

If you sign up now, the next issue is going out this Friday (Nov.3) and it's going to have some exciting news. Yes. I know it's kind of a dick move to throw a teaser in there like that. But, I'm going to.

So...you should totally sign up for it. Because Friday is going to rock!

Check it out.

Alright, Peeps, I'm back to the words!


Sign Up Now For My Twisted Zen Newsletter

* indicates required

Showing Some Love

If you are participating in National Novel Writing Month, you should know one thing. You are awesome. Keep that shit up. OK, you should k...