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Well, since finishing the Dark Illusions series, I don't have a choice, but to work on the other two. I was going to start Winged Shadows 2 this weekend, but after I scheduled my newsletter, I forgot that I have to research the book and see what all I want to do with it. I've got all your feedback in my messages still and then I have a scene where Kora is telling Bradon off in my head. Apparently she is through with his shit, despite him thinking he's the one on top. Oh no, no, no, she says. Not anymore. Not when she has the boy to take care of. Since I've had no time this week, I will try to research next week and then start next weekend. Crossing fingers.

I've been working on the updated Winged Shadows cover and the Dark Illusions: The Next Chapter cover too. The DD cover has to be updated because I used licensed pictures and will have to re-license this year, but I am still limited as to what I can use the cover for and I don't like that, so I'm making my own with free images, and adding my own personal touches.

So this weekend we will be working on Sorceress Book Five (71,333 words) and Hope of the Future (79,079 words).

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Saturday Updates:

SORCERESS BOOK FIVE

Starting the book at: 71,333 words.
1,311 words so far.
2,737 words so far.
4,039 words so far.

Teaser:

The clear threat pissed me off. I was remaining calm for Blaise’s sake, but that was too far. The shop began to shake so fiercely that the windows rattled and some of the spices and jars slammed to the ground. Glass broke through the main room while I stared Riagan down. The floor began to shake so hard it made Blaise stumble behind me and mutter, ‘woah.’

Beneath the roar of the shaking, I spoke clearly for him to hear me. “Do not threaten me, Riagan. That bit about the friendship works both ways. Blaise is like a father to me. You will not touch him. You want to fight someone? [... teaser removed ...]” I ground out the threat, “That has nothing to do with Blaise.”

“So be it. Knock it off, Maeve. Now.”

I shrugged and the rumbling ceased as fast as it came on. Blaise said a soft ‘wow’ behind me.

Riagan stepped away and I did too. I looked at Blaise. “You were saying?”

7430 Words and ending the book at 78,116 words. End of Series too! Another mourning session is in order. Every time I end a series I sort of feel all mourny for a wee bit, haha. It's different than a book, I think, because a series, I've worked on for years and years. This one I started 2009, so it's been a few years.

Sunday Updates:

HOPE OF THE FUTURE

Total to start: 79,079 words
649 words.
1025 words
Had to quit yesterday and go lay down. Have a swollen lymph node in my throat and it was bothering me. Little things like that happen when I push too hard and need to take a break. My body's way of saying, hey dork (it's mean like that to me) you need to relax or I'll make it worse. Luckily brother bought pizza so I didn't have to cook either. So I took a half day off. Back to the grind today.
Left the book at 80, 235 and far from done. Curious if I'm going to break this into more than one. Not quite sure. I may cut a lot earlier in the book if this one goes too long so that I can just keep it under 120K, otherwise, I'll leave it as is if word count remains under that.

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