I've been away from the blog and most of social media since like, November, and I missed you guys. Have you missed me? Say you missed me. Pleeeeeease.
Okay, thanks. Ego, saved.
Anyway, there are several reasons for my absence:
1) November and December are the two months in the year where my sweet family kind of takes over every minute of my life. Birthdays, holidays, lots of home time, lots of out-of-town time, not enough time, time, time, where did the time go. Why aren't there more hours in the day. You get the picture.
2) I needed a social media break. I was getting weighted down with all the drama llamas, to be honest. And it seems to me like when I surround myself with llamas, I become a llama. And I don't like myself when I'm a llama. I like myself when I'm me. So I needed to step away for a bit.
3) I've been working on a super top secret thing that I can't tell you about. I'm sorry. It's not fair, I know. But I can't. All I can tell you is it involved a hecka lot of writing. I've been stretching my writing muscles. They're starting to look like Arnold's from his glory days. But, except they're writing muscles and not real muscles. In the past four months I've written three books. That's like, whoa, for me. Before, I might have finished a book (one) in six months. It's amazing what you can do when you cut out all the noise and just focus on your characters.
And now I have news!
Last year, I participated in #WIPmarathon on Twitter. I met a ton of super awesome people. It was a blast to work on my project with the support of others, and to be able to support them too. It was a great example of what I wish the entire writing community could be. There was no judging or back-biting or I'm-better-than-you or anything like that. It was just... cool. Really cool. And actually, I think it was the foot that kicked me in the heiny and got me moving with regards to writing faster.
So. Some of you might remember the book I was working on back then because I talked about it a lot. I was pretty pumped because, y'all... it's a choose-your-own-adventure story! Remember those from when we were kids? Except mine's a little different. It's an upper YA, so geared toward an older crowd than typical CYOA books. Also, it's not written in second person, which means the reader is NOT the main character of the story. Instead, the reader decides the fate of the characters. Sort of. It's complicated. And sometimes complicated = a hard sell. At least in terms of traditional publishing.
And that is why...
I'll be self-publishing that title in April.
I've *ahem* dabbled in the self-publishing world previously, under a pen name and had success. Like, really good success. I enjoyed having control over those books and I think this particular manuscript of mine will do best with that publishing route. So, that's where we're going with it.
Here's where I beg you, my friends and colleagues and family, for your help...
The cover reveal for MACHINE HEAD will be January 30, 2015 and if you could help me start spreading the word about it, that would be supa-rad.
Here's the blurb:
Adults have poisoned the world with their selfishness, jealousy, and deceit. Now it’s up to the young to heal it. First order: eliminate every elder. Second: discover the secret to never growing up. Third: procreate.
Ten Sixty-Four is on trial for treason. The crimes he committed are unforgivable: hiding elders who should be long dead, consorting with illegal untrained young, and purposely botching kill missions. He’s come a long way from the cold, unfeeling, Sleepwalker he began as. He’s still four years from the death age, which means the Hex can’t afford to kill him. If found guilty, he’ll be given to the Machine for reprogramming. But none of that matters because he’s done what no other Sleepwalker has dared to. He’s found love. And he knows something they don’t. Falling in love is the secret to achieving the third order.
Brille has a secret of her own: the elders aren’t extinct. They’re not even endangered. But what the rest of the world doesn’t know can’t hurt them. At least, not anymore than they’re already hurting themselves. There is no more laughter. No more crying. No feelings of any kind. Only in the secret hiding places where the untrained dwell with elders, can emotion be found. Then it’s anger, rage, and hostility. When she finds herself a target of the Sleepwalkers, she realizes she’s not the only one with secrets. Ten Sixty-Four feels. He might even be capable of love. The idea leaves Brille with an emotion she never thought she’d have: hope.
The Hex has convened. A trial will commence. You, a member of the jury, must decide Ten Sixty-Four’s fate, and with it, the future of humanity.
And here's the link to sign up to help with the reveal.
And here's the link to sign up for my newletter, just in case newsletters are your thing.
And here's where you can add MACHINE HEAD to your Goodreads.
And thank you, thank you, thank you for signing up to help! And thank you even if you don't. Just thanks for being you, you beautiful thing.