Ooh, ooh… gotta share. Cleaning House is a Speculative Fiction finalist for this year’s Bisexual Book Awards! I’m stoked! Here’s a LINK to the announcement. The awards are in June so wish me luck!
Welcome to my contribution to #WIPpet Wednesday*, a blog hop where authors share from their current works in progress (WIPs)! I’m still plugging away at my yet untitled WIP. Yes, I’ve a few titles in mind, but I’m not ready to share any of them as of yet.
If I’m slow to share your comments, don’t fret. I’m currently residing in the land of medical… stuff. I’ll be back in a week or three so comment way. I’ll reply as soon as I’m able.
I’m picking up where I left off last week.
In case you’re playing catch up…
Here’s my #WIPpet math for 4/24/2019 I’m snagging the four for four paragraphs from… I’ll think of a title someday soon, I promise.
Note: The first line comes from last week’s WIPpet, and these are Nub’s thoughts since we’re in his POV.
I’m as tall as I’m ever going to be, and we both know it.
“You’ve proven yourself to me big or small, but I worry if you’ll ever find a girl of your own.” Conall pats my stomach. “We need to put some meat on you.”
“I’ll find me a short apple dumplin’ shop to snuggle with when I’m ready.” I push my hat back as soon as he turns around. “But I’m happy being a bachelor until then.”
“So am I.”
Then why are we dining at Widow Alcott’s? I bite my cheek to refrain from saying that aloud. Becoming a man. Conall always says that when he thinks I’m incapable of doing something because of my size, but I’ll show him. I’m no lout; I’m the best hand ever and being yoked to anyone is the last thing on my mind.
If secrets have value then Nub’s a rich man, but that’s just my opinion.
*WIPpet Wednesday is a blog hop hosted by Emily Wrayburn wherein writers share excerpts of their latest WIP. All genres and levels of accomplishment are welcome. The only stipulation is that the excerpt must coincide with the date in some manner. For example, on 10/8/14 you might share 10 lines from page 8, 8 paragraphs from chapter 14, or perhaps 18 sentences by doing WIPpet math and adding the day to the month. We’re flexible like that.