Heya.

It's 10:58pm as I start writing this. Five minutes ago, I just finished a scene in I CHOOSE THE BEAR that's probably the beginning of the third act.

They're also just now getting ready to hit the sack.

That's kinda...slow??? For me? If you've been reading me for a while, you know I don't do closed doors and I love a good, hot sexy read, but Jonas and Ivy have some stuff going on.

I mean, they met... unofficially...when Ivy's current boyfriend was chasing her around the car, making her think that all the good men were either gone or taken.

Or they were bears.

Jonas has to break the news of this new reality to her before they get too hot and heavy, right?

Plus, Ivy's coming to grips with the fact that she's got a secret of her own...if she could only figure it out.

So, it's taking some time.

BUT! The book is wrapping up nicely.

And that being said...

I was invited to participate in Printopia and although I had a lot of fun with Booktopia last year, those of you who read my tale of ice, injury and woe know I have been through the wringer this year. FYI, the hand surgeon thinks I have a partial tear of the FCR in my wrist which would explain the pain. I've been in physical therapy for a little over a month and it's helping a lot.

Because my graceful self keeps getting injured and other fun stuff, I'm behind on finishing my Booktopia project, so I wasn't sure if I could participate.  I reached out to Backerkit and they've told me that as long as I'm communicating with my backers, I'm good to join in on Printopia.

But the question remained. What could my project be?

Then my wandering eye fell on the half-finished story peeking out at me from my computer. Because I always have three or four projects going on. (Don't look at my patreon. Or hey, go ahead...look. I don't mind.)

There it was. Or rather, there he was. Donner. The hulking, brooding Atagarian shifter who stalked his way onto the page of A Prime's Passion. The asshole wants to know when I'll finish his book. Fine. I'll finish his book. And you get to be the first to know!

So, here I am, throwing myself on your mercy and telling you that I'll be cheating on you with another project. I hope you'll at least consider following it. I make for fun updates, at least.

And now that you read through all my writing-drunk rambling...how about a tiny little snippet of what I wrote today?

I Choose the Bear

 

“Mate,” I repeated, growling it out despite my best efforts to regain control. “Mate means something in my world, Ivy. When we talk about taking a mate, it’s for life. That is what you bring out in me.”

She said nothing, just watched with those deep, solemn eyes and the ground threatened to crumble under me. If she’d just say something— 

“You’re probably thinking I’m crazy.” Since she wouldn’t talk, I would. The silence was pulsing around us, huge and weighted, and I couldn’t stand it. “We don’t know each other that well—” 

Except I did know her. 

She was strong and smart and brave, willing to risk her own safety and throw her fears to the wind because she saw a couple of bear cubs struggling to get to the safety of the shore, even when she was terrified of water. 

She was funny and thoughtful and kind, willing to take on a fucking bear when she saw one approaching a woman she’d thought was helpless. 

She was steel and satin and softness and I wanted her more than I wanted my next breath. 

“But we can figure that out,” I said, biting back the words that wanted come out. “We can—” 

“Jonas.” She showed that strength and cleverness again, somehow sliding out of my grasp—no, the bear snarled. But before we could panic, she was stepping into me and wrapping her arms around my neck. “Just shut up and take me to bed already. If I was going to run, don’t you think I would have done it by now?”