Yesterday and today were a busy few days at Chez Skyla’s–instead of scrambling to hold onto the ledge at the end of this month financially, I have a little extra to play with (shifting me from Crushing Poverty to Able-to-Breathe-a-Little-as-Long-as-I-Don’t-Move-Too-Much Poverty), so I promptly went out and bought new cleaning supplies and have been mopping floors and scrubbing the tub and cleaning the cupboards and and and–
Oh, you guys.
You guys, I have OPINIONS on something, and I’ve brought out THE GIFS, so you’d best run away now.
A couple of weeks ago, writer friend Adrienne Jones brought up the CleanReader app at the Evil League of Evil Writers, and initially I thought it was a parody because it sounded just so fucking ridiculous, but apparently it’s not. So I ranted a little and kind of forgot about it.
Rebellion‘s concluded and the story is now offline.
If you missed it, you can buy your very own copy in PDF, EPUB, or MOBI either on my site or Payhip. (Payhip, I believe, can deliver at least Kindle files the way Amazon does, possibly the Nook ones too.) Similarly, if you enjoyed it and want your very own copy, there you go. For print collectors, you should be able to find it on Amazon this weekend or Monday.
Lord, save me from male characters who make me listen to sappy music.
So anyway, I snagged a bunch of songs from the River soundtrack and built from there, so there’s some crossover. Without further ado, here is the Rebellion playlist, just in time for you to buy the novella now or read it briefly for free starting tomorrow.
IT’S HERE, IT’S HERE, IT’S HERE!
(I’m excited. I might be the only one, but I had loads of fun with this story.)
If River is a story about what it’s like being in a body where you don’t belong and fighting that with every fiber of your being, Rebellion is about what it’s like to recognize you’re living a lie and can choose another path.
I actually surprised myself this weekend by pulling out Shiva’s Bow and finishing a solid first draft (as opposed to the messy zero I wrote last year) for my beta. There are still a number of things wrong with it but I’ve reached the point where I have to talk it out before I go in and fix it, both to confirm what I already know and to come at it from angles I haven’t thought of.
For the first time in quite a while, I have enough money to pay all my bills and enough work lined up that I won’t be in a panic at the end of the month even with no ETA on finishing a few of long-term ones. Being sick for six months combined with the ensuing recovery time, it started to feel like PANIC!PANIC!PANIC had become my default state again, like I couldn’t quite get my feet up under me again with the unpredictability of freelancing and half of my pets requiring unexpected medical care.
I am so excited to have author Seleste deLaney at my blog today. I’ve known Seleste online for many years now, as a friend, an editor at my ex-employer, and as partners in eviltry at the Evil League of Evil Writers. Today she’s sharing a guest post for her blog tour to promote her newest release Kiss of Life (which I helped work on!) and talking about one of my favourite characters in the book, Remy.
I ended up skipping the Damaged soundtrack as there wasn’t really anything new for Zara songs (other than “Titanium” by David Guetta ft Sia, both the original and this cover), so we go straight to Dial V for Vampire.
This one’s a bit bittersweet. Dial V‘s soundtrack also would’ve been Solace‘s (book six)–that’s how it’s labelled on iTunes for me and what I used when writing this novella. When I pulled it out to set up this draft post a month ago, the music made me nostalgic and I got that sad, “I want to write these books” feeling, and thought maybe, MAYBE, I could try swinging one book a year later despite the horrifically low sales because I so want to tell more of these stories.
Yesterday I got excellent news from Dr. M, my specialist. My MRI showed no active disease and I’m not that badly damaged yet, I don’t yet require surgery, and I seem to be tolerating the medication well. I can cut down on my visits to her AND my frequent bloodwork.
When we last left Zara, she had fun kickass songs. Now…angst, angst, and MOAR ANGST.
It’s the Exhumed playlist.
Note: A lot of the standard Zara songs from the Bloodlines soundtrack also apply here but I didn’t want to repeat them.
The Demons of Oblivion series is once again available in paperback. You can now buy Hunter, Lineage, and Exhumed in print. (The new edition of Bloodlines is coming soon.)
Unfortunately, they’re exclusive to Amazon at this time. If there’s interest in buying from me direct, I might be able to pick up some copies to sell in my shop. I can’t afford to drop a chunk of change on buying them up front but please let me know if you’re interested (and what titles you might want) so I can keep that in mind. I might set them up in the shop on backorder (same with Soulless) so people can order with the understanding it’ll take a few weeks.
I have tried so very, very hard not to get into this. The whole FSoG thing just makes me tired and has since it first came out, so I mostly ignore it.
But of course, if something irks me, eventually I’ll find my way to my blog about it.
With the movie coming out and everyone watching/hate-watching it, every single day there are a dozen new opinion pieces on it. (And this post, btw, is not an opinion piece on the books, movie, etc, but on one segment of the conversation about the subject.) Besides the usual batch of “this story not only depicts wrong BDSM practices and abuse, it normalizes/romanticizes it, and that’s a bad thing” ones, there’s been a sharp push in the other direction.
What does Peri like to listen to when she’s brutally killing someone? The answer might surprise you. Read on for my Lineage playlist.
Godsmack – “I Stand Alone”
This has been Peri’s theme for as long as I can remember. It’s dark. It’s violent. It’s about being used as a pawn by others and realizing, well, that you stand alone.
Make me believe that this place isn’t plagued by the poison in me//Help me decide if my fire will burn out before you can breathe