Howdy!

Tuesday evening saw something amazing happen. I finished a book.

That’s right. I actually finished a draft of a WIP. For the first time in about 3 years, people! (To be fair, I did write a novella back in 2015 for a contest, but it’s still been that long since I’ve finished anything.) I finished The Wolf Prince! I went back and check when I first started it and came up with May, 2014. Yeah, it took me that long to finish. Granted I have been a tad bit busy since then.

Here’s some super detailed stats.

Word Count: ?? Prolly somewhere around 40-50K. I’ll find out when I type it up.

Chapters: 33 + Epilogue.

Notebooks used: 3 (for some reason I used wide ruled, so it’s really not as impressive as it sounds).

My love for this story: 10/10. I really love how it turned out. I think I actually included all the scenes I brainstormed for it, which is some sort of record. 😛 I can’t wait to share it with y’all!

What’s next? Letting it sit for the rest of April. My alpha readers (aka sisters) need to finish reading it so I can force them to tell me what they really thought.

And tonight I’ll sit down with The Rise of Aredor and begin edits on it to prep for re-release this summer/fall!! I’ll be putting aside the word count goal for the rest of April and giving myself a page count for editing purposes. I’m thinking about 20 pages a day to edit. I’ve already started on a bit of it, so I’m hoping it shouldn’t take me very long. *crossing my fingers as I type this cause life has a funny way of laughing in the face of my goals*

Meanwhile – here’s some snippets from The Wolf Prince!

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Lars propped himself up on elbows as Killian slithered off the bed, warily eyeing her and the bucket.

“There had better be a good reason for this. It’s probably treason to throw water at princes.”

Rose almost emptied the bucket over him. “I think we’re famous.”

“We are princes,” Lars reminded her.

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The three companions were left standing in the sudden silence. The explosions of the sorcerer’s power echoed a few more times before fading away. The noise of the forest gradually returned and they settled in to wait. For what, Killian was not entirely sure.

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“It’s…it’s my fault.” She stared at the bits of blood still staining her hands.

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This wasn’t a tussle for dominance. It was a fight for his life.

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“Maybe, but that’s more than you would have done for me a few weeks ago, admit it.” He winked and a chuckle bubbled in her chest. She bumped his shoulder with her fist.

“Yes, lucky for you boys, you grew on me. A little like mold.”

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Jonas instead began asking after his health as if he was not nearing twenty-one years and standing next to him. Rose caught his eye roll and smothered a grin.

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What do you think of the snippets? 🙂

Are you doing Camp NaNo? How are your awesome WIPs coming?