Weekly Goals - December 27, 2011

Between time spent on airplanes, in airports, and in hotels without wi-fi, this week was exceptionally good to me. Not sure I want to contemplate what this means, in regards to what I should be (or should not be) doing to get more writing done during the week. Also helps to be off from the day job for the next week or so (in addition to this vacation time I took last week). So, hopefully things will be decent for another week as well.

Results for this week:

1. 5800 words (vs. goal of 1500) on Resurrection


And now the goals for this coming week:

1. 2500 words on Resurrection

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Weekly Goals - December 20, 2011

Not entirely certain that this week will be too productive with the holidays and all, but giving it a try anyway.

Results for this week:

1. 1000 words (vs. goal of 1500) on Resurrection


And now the goals for this coming week:

1. 1500 words on Resurrection

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SFFS: An Excerpt from my Newest, THE CURE

Pushing to get a major chunk of my Aston novel RESURRECTION, I figured I'd take this week's Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday snippet from my latest published novel, The Cure. For those who haven't seen this one, it involves Mila Groso, a scientist who's lost her family and in her distress, makes up her mind to develop a cure for death. Unfortunately, not everyone is after her research for the same reasons:

Jorja smiled, knowing she still had her lover under complete control. Her feet padded along the floor as she eased inside a shower cube. Pressing a green button on the waterproof panel before her, streams of cleansing water slammed against her naked body. The warmth drove deep into her exhausted bones, relieving her tension and washing off the filth that came with her job.

She’d have to inform her superiors how close Mila’s lab was. In Jorja’s opinion, they needed to confront her immediately and put forth their demands. Once the cure proved effective, they had to have it. Mila would hand it over, or join her family a little sooner than she thought.

Jorja smiled as the door creaked open once more. When naked flesh brushed against her back, she turned and pinned her lover against the damp wall, then they kissed.

If you enjoyed this tidbit, catch the full first chapter on my site. And of course, the novel is available in e-book and paperback versions all over the place.

Weekly Goals - December 13, 2011

Didn't quite meet the goal this week, but fairly close...hopefully this coming week will be more productive.

Results for this week:

1. 1250 words (vs. goal of 1500) on Resurrection


And now the goals for this coming week:

1. 1500 words on Resurrection

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12 Days of Christmas

For those who've been debating buying a copy of my books, I'm pleased to announce that Champagne Books is holding a 12 Days of Christmas sale. TODAY ONLY, you can get a copy of Heroes Die Young for only 99 cents in the Champagne store or the Burst Books store. And if you don't know what Heroes Die Young is, then you apparently didn't read the snippet from last Saturday.

So, get on over there and buy your copy today, for the special sale price. Because tomorrow will be too late... :-)

SFFS: Another Excerpt from HEROES DIE YOUNG

Neck-deep into new material and edits galore, it was a bit of a trick to find a snippet for this week's Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. So, for this week, I'm going to reach back into the past a bit, and get another excerpt from my first published novel, Heroes Die Young.  Here's a snippet, this one a little bit racier, between Aston and his best friend's (adult, for those wondering) daughter:

Her assault on my senses continued as she combed her fingers through my hair, and our mouths pressed against one another.

As she reached down to my pants, my conscience slapped me upside the head and I grabbed her arm. “I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“I’m sorry, I just can’t.”

She pulled away and folded her arms across her chest. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes drooped. “Please leave.”

“If the circumstances were different, Juniper, I…”

Her eyes burned through me. “Leave!”

Poor Aston can never catch a break...

If you enjoyed this, click the link to HDY up there, and check out the whole first chapter. And of course, what really gets me motivated toward putting out Aston's latest adventures is to see the book being sold and enjoyed. Pick up a copy! You'll be glad you did...

Weekly Goals - December 6, 2011

A great week in finishing the short story, but spent myself, apparently. So, now it's time to spend the rest of this month getting as much work done as I can on the novel.

Results for this week:

1. 400 words (vs. goal of 1000) on Resurrection
2. 1750 words (vs. goal of 1000) on "Temptation"

And now the goals for this coming week:

1. 1500 words on Resurrection

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SFFS: An Excerpt from "Temptation"

Nearly missed the deadline for getting in on this week's Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. It's been a heck of a busy week. But thankfully, I'm all signed up, and once again bringing out the first draft material. First off, a big thanks to TK Toppin for great reviews on my first Aston West Triple-Shot. I always enjoy feedback, as it keeps me motivated to put out new material. And now, without further comment, I present a snippet from my new Aston West short story "Temptation":

“You look like someone who’s down on his luck,” came a sultry voice from beside me.

I lifted an eyebrow and turned to look, my other hand instinctively grabbing my Mark II blaster. With one glance at the woman standing there, my grip on the weapon relaxed, though my grip on the bottle didn’t.

“You might say that,” I told her and looked back to the front, where I could surreptitiously watch her in the mirror behind the bar. Her light brown skin was held tight in place by a white dress that showed far more than it covered.

She was forward, I’d give her that much. “How would you like your luck to change?”

I stared in disbelief, not entirely sure whether I wanted to ask how. Part of me was intrigued by the possibilities, but the other part reminded me over and over again that nothing good usually happened when I met pretty women in unfamiliar places.

As always, if you enjoyed it (or not), leave a comment...