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A bunch of nameless shifters...

In just a few days, Becoming D’Vaire will be up for pre-order. As I look forward to another book release, I find myself with an interesting issue today. I finished up the Imperial Duke’s story a couple of weeks ago and haven’t written a thing since. I couldn’t get my anxiety to calm down until my house was sparkling clean from top to bottom so it was impossible to concentrate, and I didn’t want to start a new story and have to immediately stop since my best friend was coming to visit. He left yesterday afternoon and we had a fantastic week visiting.

So here I am sitting down for the first time trying to get back into the groove of things by starting with the outline for the next guys in my world. Things were flowing really well last night, and I have pages and pages of handwritten notes (which still aren’t typed up!). Today I can’t even decide on names for some of the secondary characters. But I’m not throwing in the towel and these jerks are going to get monikers. It’s incredibly frustrating and I’m annoying myself because one of the major issues is my OCD trying to latch onto things that have no relevance to my life and should not bother me.

I hate that. I read something online or on Facebook and I start thinking too deeply about it. I may not know the players at all, or it simply could be a news article that makes me furious, but I can’t shake off my emotions towards it. I’m actually hoping by writing this all down now that I can somehow cleanse it from my brain so I can focus back on the task at hand. That’s one of the reasons I spend so much time away from social media. I simply never know what comment or post will get sucked back into the recesses of my mind and repeat obsessively in my head. (I refuse to give up reading the paper every day, it’s important to me to be informed of what’s going on in the world around me.)

Okay, having got all that out, let me concentrate on happy things. As I mentioned Becoming D’Vaire will be available soon. It’s one of my favorite books and I certainly hope you enjoy Delaney and Grigori’s tale. Delaney didn’t let me know who his mate was when I first created him way back in Sentinel’s Dagger but once he did, I fell in love with his vampire. Grigori is much like Delaney – intelligent, quirky, and marches to his own drum.

As always, there are things you will learn about the D’Vaire family as well as the Council world at large. On a side note here, if you ever find yourself with unanswered questions at the end of the book, I beg you for patience. Often, I leave out things you might want to read because they are intended to be revealed in an upcoming story.

I realize this is a bit scattered and not necessarily flowing well from paragraph to paragraph. It’s kind of a status report for my state of mind today. I’m going to force myself to get back to work now. I’ve got a new kind of shifter in this book and I can’t introduce them if I fail to figure out what their father named them at birth. He’s a shithead but I’m trying not to let that get in the way of the process. 

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