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August 23, 2024 By Skyla Dawn Cameron Leave a Comment

Real Sale for a Fictional Birthday

While I don’t put a year in my books, I do know where every story slots into an actual calendar.

I didn’t used to, and it was fine, but I found twelve years ago when I was first drafting Livi, I had to keep track of different timezones while Livi was travelling so I had a chart with what day of the week and time it was back home vs what day and time it was wherever she was treasure hunting so her calls back home lined up. It was less of a concern with standalones, but when it comes to series works where things like birthdays and holidays and weekdays are mentioned, I need to ensure for my own peace of mind that it works (so if Halloween is a Wednesday in one book, it’s not a Saturday a year later story-wise in another book). Solomon’s Seal takes place in 2016 (The Pulse, actually, occurred on December 21, 2012); Charon’s Gold was October 2017.

So I’ve got a stack of calendars printed out to chart the events of the Waverly Jones series, since dates come up a lot–primarily the timeline for her sister’s murder when she was a teen, and when the books started up again. Waverly’s birthday is August 24th, and if you’re lining up the calendar–The Killing Beach is set in 2024–that’s her twenty-ninth birthday.

A promo graphic that says Happy Birthday Waverly. On the right is a chocolate cupcake with a sparkler in it. There are three mystery book covers and the rest of the text is Save 40% on Waverly Jones ebook sat Payhip.com/skyladawncameron code WAVERLYBDAY

There’s a coupon code at Payhip that is good until the 26th for a couple bucks off each book: use WAVERLYBDAY at checkout.

I’ve confirmed this week that working twelve hours a day really is my brain’s limit. I hit that point and I struggle to focus and start blanking on words, so I don’t think I can push it farther (as I’d hoped). This is in an effort to catch up and I’ve gotten a lot done, but, god, time keeps moving and I still feel like I’m drowning.

I’ve been doing around eight hours a day freelancing and then four at night on writing stuff. I’m doing a pass on Hell Fire and it definitely needs some rewrites, particularly in the front half, but I wanted to get it compiled for patrons and to also remind myself what happened for when I draft Demon Fall. Then I owe a bunch of Patreon extras although I feel like the least qualified person to come up with a writing-related post or essay right now between burnout and considering whether I’ll still be able to publish at all in a couple of years.

I also owe a bimonthly short and I’ve had zero idea what to do…right until I was writing this post and realized “oh wait, tomorrow is Waverly’s birthday in the story–I could write a couple thousand words about that”. So I’m going to try to do that right now (before and perhaps for a bit after my DnD game), and I’ll still be behind on everything but it’ll be one thing knocked off my plate.

ETA: It’s live! All patrons at any level can read “Twenty-Nine” in pdf or epub right now. Come for the yearning, stay for the vegan espresso cheesecake.

A promotional graphic that shows the opposite of common tropes, like: voluntarily remoteness, found (a) family (of dogs), enemies to even bigger enemies, seriously she's not broken, all grumpy zero sunshine, who needs one bed when you don't sleep, soulmates (waverly + coffee 4evah), many dead bodies, hates people cops conservatives and probably you.

Anyway if you haven’t dived in yet, get out your murder boards and binge the first three books this weekend.

My Deals page is generally up to date with current and upcoming sales, so worth checking before buying somewhere if you want the best price. Solomon’s Seal is $2.99 at Kobo for another week, and Dweller is $3.99 at Kobo and price-matched at Amazon for the rest of the month as well.

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August 12, 2024 By Skyla Dawn Cameron Leave a Comment

The Cat Trusts

There’s a point in the back half of The Taiga Ridge Murders where things are going very badly for our heroine–trapped with no power, isolated by the snow, no way to get help–and Maya looks at the stray cat who has adopted her and notices how oblivious she is to all the worry.

She stops wandering and stands there in her room, staring down at her cat curled up near the fire. Holly is oblivious to any danger, any worry. She trusts, it seems, that there will always be food. There will always be warmth. That Maya will provide it for her. If the trip this morning was traumatizing, she shows no sign of it—she’s satisfied to pretend the whole adventure didn’t happen.

I’ve been sitting here drinking my coffee trying to wake up enough to function–I’ve switched back to the dual-release 10mg melatonin I used to take and that’s been helping me sleep finally (better than a prescription hypnotic did) but it’s extra hard to get moving in the morning. And I’ve been watching Shawn play with his toys, oblivious.*

A long-haired black cat on his back on the floor with his belly exposed. in his paws is a fluffy colourful toy.

He plays with the other cats sometimes but has long been comfortable playing on his own. I wasn’t sure after Gus died that he would be, but he entertains himself just fine. He romps and plays oblivious to worry (unless I am very sick, in which case he gets Very Upset) because Mom Has Always Provided and he doesn’t believe there could be a world in which that changes.**

Working in the arts feels like death from a thousand cuts, and those cuts much of the time are fees. Amazon charges a delivery fee, now Apple wants a *30% fee from Patreon iOS app purchases*, Etsy tacked on a new regulatory fee atop the others (FYI the even charge me a cut of the shipping fee, which I don’t set; Canada Post does).

Or the cuts are dwindling visibility and further theft. Twitter collapsed and that had a direct impact on most small creators I know; Bsky has sold some books, absolutely, but I’ve noticed the last couple of times there were a few people doing the “I love these books” things, I just got a spike in piracy instead (indeed, seeing someone download dozens of books from three series, representing over twelve years of my life working, was deeply depressing). And at a time when we should be lifting one another up, remember only one of my close writer friends bothered to acknowledge my last release date.

Or the cuts are because everyone is suffering everywhere. Numerous people have been laid off. They buy fewer books. They’re no longer able to support the work. This is all understandable but it trickles down everywhere.

Or the cuts is just the 2d8 psychic damage from every single day seeing news articles and ill-informed people and sometimes even your own audience telling you your work doesn’t matter, you are replaceable by plagiarism machines, you should not make any money on your labour even though they want to consume it, and also this is somehow all your fault that your work doesn’t matter and you deserve to starve. And then you have to take time away from creating new work to find another income stream for existing work. Again.

Actually replace all the “or” above with “and”. And the cuts come from everywhere. And everyone I know is so fucking tired.

A gif of Chidi from The Good Place saying "The world is empty. There is no point to anything. And you're just gonna die. So do whatever."

I have no idea what my situation is going to look like a couple of years from now. I had something I was hoping would work out so I’d have a small chunk of money that would buy me time off freelancing so I could focus on writing the last Livi book (that’s not a simple task and will require a lot of devoted time and focus) but that’s seeming less likely the more time that goes by. And there’s no simple solution, because it’s a lot of systemic forces just driving everything down. If I have to quit publishing, I will have to look at something else to make a living on rather than freelancing as well, because while I do like what I do, I know eventually I’ll be resentful if I have to spend all my time working on other people’s books rather than my own (I used to work in publishing so…I know what my tolerance level is).

But that is not today. Today I will go take a shower and get another coffee to do a day reset and get back to work.

Because Shawn trusts. I cannot, but I can try to be worthy of that trust even when the power goes off and supplies dwindle and the storm closes in. I can just keep focusing on what I can do now and believe I’ll figure out alternatives in the future.

A top-down view of a long-haired black cat in a hammock curled on his side asleep.

“I’ll come back,” Maya tells Holly, but Holly doesn’t look up. Holly sleeps, contented, and Holly trusts.

The Taiga Ridge Murders is out November 12 and I’d love for you to preorder.


* Please ignore my awful carpet, that’s how it looks even after vacuuming and washing it. It’s very old and worn down and cannot get clean now.
** The exception is, of course, if he has to miss a meal because of a scheduled surgery, in which case you’d think the sky is falling with how expressive he is about his hangriness.

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July 16, 2024 By Skyla Dawn Cameron Leave a Comment

“When’s That Book Coming?” Summer 2024 Edition

Oh boy.

So it’s been…not great? I’ll spare everyone the details, it’s just constant stressors here, and also in my immediate circle. At least none of us are dead yet, I guess(?) (provided everyone’s current cancer tests come back okay? and yes I know multiple people being tested for cancer omg).

It means I have very little book news, though I will still do my usual update here for folks looking.

What’s New

So all that released was just the Waverly Jones novella “Haunting at Hayward House”. The StoryBundle has concluded and it’s not available anywhere at this time.

It does take place after the upcoming fourth book, though, so I’ll be including it in the hardcover next year (along with a bonus short story, set after the novella, too–it’s just a little Waverly New Year’s Eve short I wrote a few years ago, before any of these were published, and it’ll got up at Patreon Dec of next year too).

More on that book in a second.

For patrons, there’ve been the usual shorts, including one set during Alone at Night from Waverly’s mom’s point of view, which was really fun to do. Rachael Milton, as difficult as she is, has long been holding the family together after so much loss and trauma, and it was a good reminder that Waverly is extremely difficult as well and has made a lot of bad choices. She is, at the start of The Killing Beach when she’s just moved back home, a stranger in many ways to her family, so these books have involved rebuilding relationships and trust.

What’s Upcoming

The next confirmed big release is The Taiga Ridge Murders.

I need to do another round of cleanup on it and send it for copyedits, hopefully by early August, to give time for formatting and proofing in the fall.

I’ve done some A+ Content for some books–I’m not convinced they’ll help with sales but familiarizing myself with it means it’s something else I can offer clients (also the Waverly one hopefully will be seen by folks who don’t realize the hardcovers are fancy and have extras).

Screenshot from Amazon, a triptych showing a snowy forest and mountain lodge, and the text "There is a moment in every horror story where the protagonist has the opportunity to heed the signs, but Maya does not believe in them and so she drives to what used to be home."

It’s been thirteen years since Maya McGlynn set foot in Taiga Ridge Lodge, the northern Ontario luxury resort where she grew up. She was Maisie, daughter of the caretakers, and thought of the lodge as her own.

That was when her parents were arrested as serial killers.

It’s been ten years since Maya last had contact with the lodge’s owner, who promised her—upon the conviction of her parents and her whole world forever altering—that she’d always be taken care of.

That was when she changed her name and stopped returning his calls.

It’s been two years since Taiga Ridge Lodge had visitors. Since bookings wavered and rooms were closed off, its halls grew silent, and it never fully reopened after pandemic lockdown.

That was when she forgot it existed.

Now, Maya has received notice that the owner has passed and, as promised, she is being taken care of: Taiga Ridge Lodge and all its property is hers to dispose of as she sees fit…as soon as she visits her old home to make the final arrangements.

Now, a winter storm approaches, trapping her with restless ghosts, a stray cat, and a single voice on the radio for help.

Now, Taiga Ridge Lodge might not let her go again.

Kindle | Kobo | Nook | iBooks 

I’m excited to tackle the interior for the print, I’ve got some pretty things I’d like to do with it with snow and ice graphics. Two friends have read it early and loved it, so that’s a big relief.

I’ve reread the book a couple of times now in between rounds of revision on it and I love it–it was challenging, as for the bulk of the book it’s just Maya by herself, or talking to someone on the radio (or the stray cat she’s acquired). I’ve always leaned heavily on dialogue and character interaction, so focusing on a single character for the bulk of the scenes was tricky, but isolation is a big part of the book–and both the lodge and the weather are their own characters. It may not be for everyone, but if you’re into female rage, palpable atmosphere, and are curious about what I think constitutes the most romantic lines I’ve ever written (no, really!), then please check this out.

Coming November 12!

(I realize this is right after the US election. I’m sorry.)

While it’s not up for preorder, probably March-ish will be Waverly Jones Vol 1, which gathers the first three books in one bundle.

A 3D boxset book cover. The front shows a woman with her arms crossed and head tipped down, and Waverly Jones Mysteries.

This will be at Payhip, Kobo, Apple, and Nook (so everywhere except Amazon, because of their pricing bullshit).

Hoping I’ll be able to then get it in some Kobo promos to push the release of the fourth, which is up for preorder.

As the twelfth anniversary of Meadow Milton approaches, Waverly Jones Investigative Services tackles the missing person case of Detective-Sergeant Sebastian Kyle–and whether it really is linked with The Crossroads Butcher serial homicides or not.

But the anniversary dredges up the skeletons everyone has kept buried, and Waverly isn’t innocent either. Old choices—including a murder—are catching up with her, threatening not only the career she’s built but the friendship she now has with the only man she’s ever loved. Because someone knows what Waverly has done, and the clock is ticking down to when they expose their suspicions to everyone…

Unless someone stops them permanently.

Kindle | Kobo | iBooks | Nook 

That’s it for absolute confirmed stuff, at the moment.

What I’m Working On

I had four edits on my plate in June but got everything off, and though I’ve got a bunch of covers in progress, this has left me about two weeks where I can spend evenings on revisions. Once again tackling Waverly 4 and other than a couple of spots, I think I’ve got it all sorted out. This is the messiest zero draft I’ve ever had to tackle of my stuff, I think. And this book will be so long, omg, but I hope it’s worth it. Lots more for everyone to add to their conspiracy boards.

There’s some stuff behind the scenes right now and if it goes through, I’ll have an announcement about it and I am hoping to take some time off of freelancing in the fall. This will give me the breathing room to fast-draft more Waverly and get That Other Big Finale Book off my plate.

I should have had Hell Fire revised, polished, and in paperback by now, and Demon Fall either launched or planned to launch. I have done neither. I cannot stress this enough, like I literally have not had room to breathe for months. The only new words my brain has been capable of–in between a bazillion projects and personal crises and rarely sleeping and PTSD nightmares when I do–is distant-set stories that I can’t even post for patrons because they’re full of spoilers…which, I believe, is my brain’s point, that I have to write stuff just for me to regain some sanity.

Demon Fall is at least started, but since Waverly is up for preorder, it has to have my focus–I’ve gotta get at least one solid round of revision in so it’s not full of square bracket notes and contradictions. So…more Elis in the fall, I hope? *sob*

Other Important Stuff

So I still don’t have Patreon stuff duplicated at Payhip.

I will also have to move Etsy stuff over to Payhip as they’re increasing their fees for Canadian businesses. They already take such a massive cut of everything, including shipping (which I make no money on, I’m using Canada Post’s rates!) and monthly fees for my listings, I am not putting up with more fees. This’ll be a headache for signed books and I won’t be able to sell to certain countries, but I usually only sell in US and CA anyway, so I’ll get the shipping calculated and set something up. Expect the shop to close sometime before the August 15th date when the new fees go into effect.

Anyway, hopefully some more news by the time summer is over, and in the meantime just know that mentally I’m here still.

Still from the Barbie movie, with Barbie lying on her side on the ground having a existential crisis.

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June 18, 2024 By Skyla Dawn Cameron Leave a Comment

Offline in a World of Blue

I’m offline this week for most of the time*–quite literally, I unplug before bed–so I can work without distraction and tackle this massive to-do list. Social media, correspondence, DMs, etc eats up a good chunk of time, but that’s really just part of it–it’s that my brain seems to get a little scrambled just being online. I need one of those resets. Just cutting back on the weekend and starting the week offline has helped tremendously–I should be able to get some major things done this week and next, and hopefully be able to breathe again.

I think part of it is the dopamine hits from being online, refreshing and checking things, becomes an easy source if your brain doesn’t really work right in that regard. One of the reasons I’m a prolific writer, I think, is because when I was young, writing and storytelling became intrinsically attached to that reward feedback loop–I feel good when I’m thinking and problem solving and writing. And it came about as a kid because I was largely alone and it was how I entertained myself. As an adult, I need to consciously get back in touch with that feeling, and cutting off online ties is the best way to do it.

I was noticing it really badly at the Saturday night write-in at my Discord server–I just could not form words. I was too scattered, too out of focus.

For the Waverly 4 revisions, part of that book involves Waverly revisiting the day Sebastian went missing and her sister was killed, that final conversation. Now, I know broadly everything that happened, all the secrets yet to come in the series–who The Butcher is, what happened that final day and the ensuing eleven years, etc. But the smaller details were always fuzzy and a few things I knew had to happen but not the specifics, it didn’t quite fit.

I decided I’d write four shorts under The Last Conversation. Waverly and Meadow’s argument at the school (which was mentioned in Alone at Night), Waverly’s POV of the last conversation with Sebastian, Sebastian’s POV of that same conversation, and then Meadow’s murder. (Yes, writing depressive things is my idea of a good time, I guess?)

I drafted out the first one at the past two write-ins, but the next one was a real struggle. I realized it was because I needed Sebastian’s first since it’s his scene–he’s the one with a lot more knowledge about what’s going on, he’s the one with the most to lose. It needed some theme music, though, so I went through some of the unreleased music from Twin Peaks, and ran into Angela Badalamenti’s demo for “Questions in a World of Blue”.

Of course I was familiar with Julee’s, which is haunting and beautiful. And the tune itself seems to be based on “Audrey’s Prayer“–there were a few later themes spun off of that, which I adore.

But something about Angelo’s demo just hit me really hard. I cannot describe how much the music from that show means to me; I had chronic insomnia as a child, so I used to listen to it at night to relax. To this day, my morning alarm is “Falling“. When I’m stressed, the music I listen to goes from my massive 16-hour 90s playlist to Tiffany’s self-titled debut album to Julee/Angelo/Twin Peaks music when I’m at my worst. The loss** of them both in 2022 still hits me hard.*** So Angelo’s quiet, rougher demo was just so beautiful and heartbreaking, it was perfect for the scene, and I ended up ugly crying the whole time. But last night and now tonight, I finished it at 5K. It flowed fairly smoothly and has some really good passages.

It’s finally put together everything for me–the scene clicked a lot of final pieces into place for me now, that makes sense of the past and will come into play later. And, of course, it’s taken me several books, several years, several hundred thousand words, to figure out I just really wanted to fix something from the S2 finale, in a way that literally no one will see the connection to but me. But his point of view was truly heartbreaking in a way I had not been entirely prepared for; Waverly’s view is so narrow that even knowing his history, I still need to write from his actual point of view to get the full picture.

They are not scenes I can share with anyone, not even Patreon (I might, if I can clean it up, be able to share the first one soon), but I need this backstory written for the current series timeline.

So that’s my days for the rest of this week and maybe next, unplugging at night before bed, working 10-12 hours during the day and breaking it up with some housework, and then checking in late at night and hopefully getting to work a little on my own stuff. By July I should no longer be running around having a constant panic attack over the everything April/May causing me to be so behind.

And just know that I hate to report this offline stuff really helps. Ugh.

BTW I have a bunch of current and upcoming deals at Kobo, for those who shop there.

Here’s Shawn being cute with my bra tonight:

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*Setting this to post as proof of life and I’ll drop links on social media later.
**”The World Spins” always leaves me in tears (it’s also the final chapter song for Beneath the Pines, Waverly 7) and I completely understood why when I found out Julee often cried while singing it.
***I link all the time, but if you’ve never seen Angelo talk about creating Laura Palmer’s Theme, it’s wonderful.

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June 11, 2024 By Skyla Dawn Cameron Leave a Comment

The FOMO Countdown

I had tried to write blog post last week and I was getting on my own nerves so never posted it. I’m not sleeping, which is partly my personality and partly stress because I’m so behind with everything due to events this spring, and it’s harder to watch what I’m saying with my outside voice. I have tried, again, multiple times to post this and I keep deleting paragraphs.

A couple of us have been watching the StoryBundle stats update every morning, hoping for a miracle. It jumped up eleven sold overnight, so we’re hoping the Fear of Missing Out will give it a kick with just two days left.

I have been…frustrated, to say the least, by the High School Group Project Dynamic present here. I have a very small following but worked hard to hustle and promote everyone. Others…could not even be bothered to tell their followers about it. 🙃

I have had to cut a lot out of this post because my frustrations are better expressed in DMs. A lot of us really tried to promote everyone and have fun. Others did try to boost. And then there were dismissive remarks from other quadrants, and dragged heels at being asked to mention it at all, and it’s just heaped on more stress the past few weeks.

We’ve sold far less than the other bundle I was in, and I know this is very much first-world problems with everything going on in the world, but after rent/utilities, taxes, business expenses, private health insurance, and pet needs, on average I have about $120-$150/month to live on (sometimes more, sometimes a lot less). For groceries, for non-covered medication, for buying the odd movie on sale, for donating to charity (outside the $10/month I give to Amnesty International), for paying back taxes. Book sales have tanked the last several months; patrons are cancelling (largely due to their own job losses–I get it). I’m really scared about how things will look a year from now.

I needed this to do better. Especially coming off how demoralizing April’s new release was, when all but one friend could not even be bothered to acknowledge the book that day. I am disappointed for others, too, but yeah, I really needed something.

I have just deleted another paragraph here as I’m struggling with balancing honesty vs whining. This is far more negative than I intended but, you know, this is my blog–very few people read it and I’m allowed to be negative here after I’ve tried to be fun and enthusiastic everywhere else. (I have thoughts about not being passive aggressive when talking about our work as creatives or treating it like a chore/thing we’re ashamed of, and I am not ashamed at all of this bundle–I am just disappointed in people.)

I have tremendous respect for the curator, who not only put together a stellar lineup of books but actually read them all, which I understand not all curators even bother to do, and promoted the hell out of this despite so much stress she had this spring. She runs a quality small press and has just launched her first Kickstarter to help fund an upcoming anthology, so please have a look at this wintery gothic project Hauntings & Hoarfrost and consider backing (I did!).

I have sworn off group projects, yes, but I will do another if she asks me, because she’s just one of those people.

There are just two days left to get SO MUCH MURDER at StoryBundle.

Here’s hoping for that final FOMO boost. 🤞

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