Sunday is here, and I hope you’ll forgive me for starting off with a blatant plug. I have set up a page on Ko-Fi, where you can buy creative people a coffee (or, in my case, a cup of tea…or two donuts) by making a small donation. If you want to support what I do between books, this is one way to do so. More after the cut! Continue reading
“‘Well, I’m back,’ he said.”
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? The holidays took a lot out of me, like they have been in recent years, and just when I was over that, the flu hit. If you’ve had it, my sympathies. If not, be careful; everything that’s been said about it being a monster is true. It took me nearly two weeks to get over it.
That’s when updating this blog ran headlong into my New Year’s goal. Although it may not seem like it when you look at my output in 2017, I felt I slipped a bit in terms of how much writing I was actually getting done. I want to change that, so I set a goal of writing every day, even if it’s just a few paragraphs. I’ve met that goal every day this year, but to do that, I had to allocate my time and energy, and this blog dropped by the wayside for a bit.
It’s back, but there will be a few changes. I don’t plan on updating on a schedule, but when there’s something I want to share. That means that I won’t commit to updating every Sunday (though I’ll try to have something every week), and I’m dropping the format of the post titles (with thanks to David Bowie for the 2017 inspiration). This way, I’ll post when I want to post, which I think will be better for the blog.
I appreciate your patience, and your support. Thank you.
And for reading this far, you get an announcement:
I showed up for work on that fateful Tuesday wearing my second-favorite outfit, a yellow ankle-length sundress with navy blue trim. Had I known it would be my last day of employment at the Thorn Harbour Book Shop, I might have chosen something different.
Coming later in 2018: Peavley Manor (Or, Introducing Macalley), the first Alice Peavley novel. Cheers!
Sunday catchup! Sorry I missed last week’s. That’s what happens when you catch a cold ten days before Christmas and have to do your darndest to fight it off in time. I don’t recommend my solution – eating a package of raisin pastry and sleeping as much as I can – to everyone, but it worked for me.
Welcome to Willow Wednesdays! Featuring art by Willow, the cover artist for the Monkey Queen series, with her kind permission! Read on after the cut for more! Continue reading
Sunday catchup, and here’s a reminder if you missed it: “The Missing Mallard (Or, ‘Duck, Macalley! Duck!’)”, the new Peavley Manor novelette, was released this past Tuesday! Click here to get buying links and read a preview, or head to Amazon!.
Another reminder: If you enjoyed “The Missing Mallard”, or anything else I’ve written, let people know! Reviews on Amazon and Goodreads help other readers make up their minds about buying a book, and social media shares can catch someone’s attention. Spread the word around. Thanks! (And don’t forget that e-books make great Christmas gifts!)
Keeping it short this week; I’m in wind-down mode after publishing one novella and four novelettes this year. (I broke 90,000 words for 2017, which was amazing.) But I did do a complete bit of dark silliness this past week, and here’s a link to the Twitter moment where it emerged. Enjoy “The Night Before the War on Christmas”!
The time is here to unravel the mystery, as the feathers fly and the villains gather! “The Missing Mallard (Or, ‘Duck, Macalley! Duck!’)”, the new Peavley Manor novelette, is now available at Amazon and other e-book stores! Just 99 cents US/CA/AU! Check for links below the cut, or search your favorite store for “Missing Mallard”!
One would think that an auction of duck paraphernalia would not create that much excitement. Unfortunately for Alice Peavley and her valet Macalley, one of the items in the auction, a golden duck figurine, is attracting far too much attention…especially from a number of villains and scoundrels. Food fights, pixie sorceresses, mad scientists, adorable yet destructive automatons – can Alice and Macalley prevail, or has doom come to Darbyfield?
Read on after the cut for buying links and a sneak preview of “The Missing Mallard”! Continue reading
Sunday catchup, and we’re taking a break from the themed post titles. Why? Well, hold on to your Santa hats – “The Missing Mallard (Or ‘Duck, Macalley! Duck!’)” will be coming out this Tuesday, December 5!
(An important note: “The Missing Mallard” will only be available through Amazon and other e-book vendors, no free offers as with the other Peavley Manor novelettes. However, the price will be just 99 cents US.)
Check back on Tuesday for the official release announcement, with buying links, or keep notified by signing up for my mailing list, liking my Facebook page, or following me on Twitter! There’ll also be a full sneak preview on Tuesday! Here’s another little snippet to (hopefully) whet your appetite until then. In it, Alice has a few words for a sinister pixie countess…
“This auction was intended to be for duck enthusiasts, not villains and their sworn enemies!”
“‘Villain’ is such a harsh term,” Gylburnt said.
“What term should I use, then?”
“‘Destined future ruler of Tirnog, conqueror of the lands of the Crescent Sea, and subjugator of humanity.’”
I shook my head. “That might be a bit too long, Countess.”
After the cut…an annual tradition. Continue reading
Sunday catchup ahoy! It’ll be a short one today, but with some good news – the main draft of the next Peavley Manor novelette, “The Missing Mallard (Or, ‘Duck, Macalley! Duck!’)”, has been completed! I’m not going to give a confirmed publication date today, but you might want to keep December 5th open just in case. Please enjoy this short excerpt from the midpoint of “The Missing Mallard”! Duck enthusiasts can be quite fanatical…
“Honored guests!” The quarrelers fell silent as Bludergard rose to his feet, clanging a spoon against his wine glass much as a best man at a rather trying wedding reception would, and punctuating his remark with a loud hiccup.
I winced. “This cannot possibly go well.”
“Alice!” I could hear the reproach in Clarinda’s voice. “Let him have his say. Even a stopped clock is right twice a day, you know.” I nodded and held my tongue as Bludergard resumed his speech.
“Look at us!” he said, swaying slightly. “Quarreling over such trivial things. Which breed is best. We all love these marvelous creatures, and no breed should be placed above another.” I could hear murmurs of “Hear! Hear!” from the crowd.
“Is this how we honor the memory of Trenton Fotheringay, the greatest of us all?” Bludergard continued. “We should respect each other’s opinions. We should focus on what brings us together.” I could see people nodding in agreement or dabbing at their eyes.
Next to him, Stibbins nodded and lifted his wine glass. “Well spoken, guv’nor!” he said.
Bludergard snatched the glass from his valet’s hand and held it high. As Stibbins glared at him, he said, “I propose a toast to that most marvelous of birds!” This was met with another, louder round of “Hear! Hear!”
“Honored guests…” Bludergard paused and smiled drunkenly. “To geese!”
Stibbins sighed deeply. “Not so well spoken, guv’nor.”
As Bludergard drank Stibbins’ wine, most of the other guests glanced at each other, then at him. They began to mutter threateningly. “Clarinda?” I said. “Your clock analogy failed to take into account that one that always runs several minutes slow is never right.”
Helloooo Sunday Catchup! This exchange may just have been written for the upcoming Peavley Manor novelette, “The Missing Mallard (Or ‘Duck, Macalley! Duck!)”:
Macalley raised an eyebrow. “You’re not worried that you might actually have to find a space to display that duck, madame?”
“Not at all, Macalley. I never win these raffles,” I said with a grin as I started the motorcar.
Heh heh heh,