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The Creative Process Isn’t All Rainbows Farted by Unicorns

balloons                I’m a positive person. I’m the type of person who truly believes nearly anything can be done, likely attributable to the steady diet of positive 90’s movies with ridiculous endings during my childhood. But…I’ve been working on the second book in the Gem City Grit universe for nearly 9 months now. That is beyond the pale. It should have taken me four months to get this book done, tops. I’m beginning to think it will never end. At least half of the reason this is dragging out so long is my fault. I like to play the blame game, but there you are. I have, as yet, to figure out a workable, reliable daily writing schedule around my Sugar Plum’s job that he started last August and my children, whom because of that delightful schedule I am nearly entirely responsible for.

                I feel like Winnie-ther-Pooh, Singing a Complaining song.

                Yes, ther Pooh.

                You know what that means.

                I spend soooo much of my day with my children and I love them.

                But I really want this book done. I’m up at 5 am again even though I know it turns me into a bear by day three. I need this book to be done.

                Tut tut, it looks like I’m starting to loathe and detest every waking moment I don’t get to work on this book because I want it to be done so badly.

                That’s actually a slight exaggeration fueled by grumpy, up too early, melodramatic thoughts. Yesterday was Sugar Plum’s birthday and my living room is scattered with balloons I blew up for his party at the kids’ insistence, and all I can think as I look at them is, “So much wasted time”. That’s how I knew I had to find time to work on this story more, even if I had to steal it from my sleep and stop doing every other single “extra” thing I do that isn’t keep up the house so that it isn’t disgusting and take care of the kids. When I start hating things like birthday parties as wasted time I know.

                The creative process is so fun sometimes!

                Tut tut, it looks like a mild anxiety attack.

                So, the agenda for today is to find at least 4 hours to write without relying on Sugar Plum to pull his weight and give it to me because that so infrequently happens, teach my eldest pre-Algebra, teach my youngest to recognize the ABC’s, and potentially throw in a science lesson somewhere. Hell, I might even start teaching state capitals today. Why not?

                But I have to get this Gem City Grit book done before my brain declares war on itself. I’m tired of thinking about it without it going anywhere and getting done. I need to be thinking about new stories, new characters. I have to be done with it.


Check out my newest book Trust Trade!

trusttradefs_v1Life hasn’t been good to Jeb Birchman. When he attempted to escape his abusive, zealot father, he found himself on the streets, making a living the only way he knew how, the victim of more violent men—one of whom orchestrates a series of vicious attacks that leave Jeb deaf. Now that he’s aged beyond his latest client’s interest, Jeb knows he needs to escape his risky lifestyle before it’s too late. Seeing one last chance for himself, he earns a GED and enrolls in college.

Freddy Williams enjoys a life that couldn’t be more different from what Jeb has survived. He loves sports, being a personal trainer, and hanging out with friends. The son of deaf parents, Freddy is an outspoken advocate of the Deaf community and works as an interpreter at his college. When he meets Jeb at the bookstore, he’s struck by how attractive he is, and as they get to know each other, he finds Jeb’s good heart just as appealing. By the time he learns of Jeb’s past, it’s only a few steps behind them, and Freddy must make a choice between school and his familiar routine and protecting the man he’s falling in love with.

See a sample of Trust Trade here.

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The Cover for Trust Trade…Revealed!

Hello Everyone!

Overall, this has been a rather fantastic week. I got to see a good friend who lives out of town, my wee imps are off to spend time with Sugar Plum’s mother (giving me valuable writing/present wrapping time), and Erie, my wonderland by the lake, is scheduled to be buried under about 2 feet of snow.

Who doesn’t love FEET of snow? (I would be a lot more excited if I had cross country ski equipment, but we can’t get everything all the time.)

My kids will be ecstatic to try to build a snowperson. I would say a “snowman”, but honestly I’m pretty sure lumps of snow aren’t gender specific, and even if we did want to get all Michelangelo with it, I have a feeling our fingers might freeze off before we got anything more than a round bottom and …well, I’ll be real…it will be a big ball with sticks jammed into it, most likely.

We shall make snow blobs and put hats on them.

I’m lazy. Sue me. But they aren’t big enough to do more than cursory snow patting while I push around the big mound of snow.  

Ah…distracted, anyway, this week is one of the best weeks ever because I finally got the COVER for Trust Trade, my newest book!

Check it out!

 

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So freakin’ pretty. Thanks Bree Archer for the fabulous cover design!

 

Life hasn’t been good to Jeb Birchman. When he attempted to escape his abusive, zealot father, he found himself on the streets, making a living the only way he knew how, the victim of more violent men—one of whom orchestrates a series of vicious attacks that leave Jeb deaf. Now that he’s aged beyond his latest client’s interest, Jeb knows he needs to escape his risky lifestyle before it’s too late. Seeing one last chance for himself, he earns a GED and enrolls in college.

Freddy Williams enjoys a life that couldn’t be more different from what Jeb has survived. He loves sports, being a personal trainer, and hanging out with friends. The son of deaf parents, Freddy is an outspoken advocate of the Deaf community and works as an interpreter at his college. When he meets Jeb at the bookstore, he’s struck by how attractive he is, and as they get to know each other, he finds Jeb’s good heart just as appealing. By the time he learns of Jeb’s past, it’s only a few steps behind them, and Freddy must make a choice between school and his familiar routine and protecting the man he’s falling in love with.

While you’re waiting for the release date on January 27th, why don’t you check out some of my other books. Threefold Love is M/M/M if that’s up your ally (also was a Rainbow Award Runner Up last year in 2 categories). The Paranaturalist is …well, paranatural. I like it. If werewolves are you thing, The Shape of Honey is pretty good, though be warned, there is a female POV in that one that some people aren’t a fan of.

I can’t wait for the release date on Trust Trade because I’m currently perfecting the draft of another book in the Gem City Grit world, tentatively called Love It Like You Stole It, but I’m not entirely wedded to that title, so don’t imbed it in your memory yet. I’m also in the process of rough drafting a third book in the Gem City Grit world…so, there’s definitely more to… come.

I just laughed at myself there…I think I need a nap, or bed, or something.

Have a wonderful night!

 

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Editing The Paranaturalist

Editing is equal parts joy and curse. Once again, I embark on it. While I’m editing I’m not really a human anymore. I’m a wreck attached to my keyboard, so I shall be abandoning the blog until next Thursday. Cheers folks!

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Confessions of an Editing Author: Water Therapy

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Today I had a critique of my book from a friend, and I’ve discovered through trial and error that such things destroy my productivity for the day. I should have known better than to do it first thing, but I did it anyway. Critiques are the life blood of an editing author. They’re completely necessary to a better book. Sometimes I’m completely okay with it, but every once in a while it’s like getting a shot, and today was one of those days. Since my concentration was destroyed I went home, packed up the family, and we spent the rest of the day at the beach.

It was a wave advisory day! I was so pleased an surprised!

Wave advisory days are mildly dangerous and potentially my favorite days at the beach. The waves were cresting high enough to almost knock me on my face at the shoreline. I got slammed into the bottom once when I misjudged the height of one and didn’t swim under it or time it right to hop over it. I may be slightly bruised. The life guards were actually off their chairs and glaring at everyone in the water. I’m guessing if closing the beach for an advisory were up to them we would have all been out of the water. I had a great time.

We let the kids stand near the surf while they were holding our hands, but mostly it was a sand castle day for them. By the time I was done I was in a better mood again. Getting slammed around in a water obstacle course apparently does that for me. In the future I will save picking at my stories for after I’ve already gotten in my new writing for the day. I think I really need to be stress free for that.


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Stealing

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Editing The Shape of Honey on May Day

Happy Beltane to my pagan friends and Happy May Day to everyone else! I’d rather be celebrating by dancing around a maypole with some colorful ribbons, but instead I’m editing The Shape of Honey, which is still pretty amazing for me.

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Editing is probably the most nerve wracking part of writing a new book. When you write a book you just go balls to the wall, get stuff on the page, let the story tell itself (at least that’s what I do), and then after it’s out there and there are these new people floating around in the vast internal universe that is your imagination you have to make their story pretty. So, I spend a few weeks making the scenes pop as much as I can and trying to make sure none of my fast and loose uses of grammar is going to drive an editor who isn’t me to the brink of insanity. Then, with bated breath, I send my file off into the ether of the internet, watching it disappear into the mist like elves off to the Undying Land. It’s sad because now it’s “done” and it has gained immortality. What is done will be set in stone for that universe. No more changing my mind or back plotting.

Only, this is a strange bit of writerly melancholia. It isn’t done. Not by a long shot. Not even a little.

I like getting my first edit back from the publisher because it allows me to improve my story, but most importantly also my overall writing. It’s hard to see all the ways in which I’m not as awesome as I’d hoped I’d be. (Who would have thought I’m not perfect?  Yeah, okay, everyone, but the hope is always there that the manuscript needs little adjustment.) On the other hand it’s wonderful to see that first hint of feedback. It’s nice to know the week I spent on a certain scene was worth it, or that the action scene I painstakingly slaved over and made stick figure art for actually makes sense.

If you’re not familiar with publishing, all of those books squirreled away on your shelves and e-reader are an insane collaborative on the part of editors and writers. The editors buff the work with spitshined love and make it glow. No book would be as good as it is without the dedication of wonderful editors.

So, thank you to the wonderful folks at Dreamspinner!

I’m going to get back to work now so that Yulian and Rolly can return to the publisher on time.


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