Day #2

And DAY 2 has arrived. It’s 3pm and I’m currently sitting on 2,800 words all up and I’m just 500 words shy of today’s minimum word count. I finished out yesterday with 2,001.

The story has a working title. It’s Gilded Roses. It will likely change before November is through.

Other things I know so far…

Riordan has a sister. Nameless at the moment. So if anyone wants to throw Irish names my way that could suit a raven haired girl by all means place them in the comments.

Saoirse is a bit of a mystery still. I mean I know what’s going to happen in the next few thousand words but beyond that nope. Drawing a complete blank.

Here’s hoping i can make this story go the distance. I haven’t written a novel from scratch in so long when it comes to NaNoWriMo and I’m feeling the pressure a little.

I haven’t yet managed to turn of my inner editor and as such the beginning has changed. For the better, I think.

So, here goes… this is the opening to this years novel.

I awoke slowly, drowsy and disoriented. The last thing I remembered was packing my suitcases.

My parents were dead. The reality hit me again, like a punch to the stomach and I sucked in a breath to keep from crying.

But after that there was nothing. I tried to fight the fog but it was impenetrable.

Had I been drugged?

Looking around, it was clear I was on a plane. Possibly thousands of feet up in the air, but as to who had put me here, or where I was headed. That was a mystery.

I wracked my brain, but only pieces of information came back to me. My parents’ death. Their funeral. And then being given two hours to pack my most prized possessions into a few suitcases. My entire life summed up in a few bags.

Tragic.

I’m not sure how I did it, but I did, because I was here now. Seated on this plane, albeit slightly sleepy and horribly confused, but here nonetheless. It wasn’t a commercial airline I was travelling on, because I was the only passenger and the aircraft itself was small. Maybe a dozen seats all told. Somebody had gone to great lengths to get me away from my home. The question I asked myself was why?

In my pocket I found my cellphone. Turning it on I spied one new text message, sent from a number unknown to me. It read:

Don’t scream. You’re safe. Friends will meet you at the end of your journey.

Day #1

Well it’s DAY 1 of NaNoWriMo… and it’s going well and my daily target has been met. I’m considering hitting research mode in a little bit because I went into this story knowing virtually nothing but the basic plot and names of the main characters.

Saoirse and Riordan… in case you’re wondering.

In typical me fashion… there’s faeries involved, but it’s totally cut off from anything I’ve written to date. New world and a whole new cast of characters. New slants on faerie courts as well… to a degree. I’m… still figuring it all out, suffice to say scenes are unfolding disjointedly in my head faster than I can type. Which is always fun.

For now though, I’m leaving you with the opening line… which isn’t the greatest, but it’s words on paper and that’s all I’m concerning myself with for now. It’s November after all. My rough draft is rough.

I awoke, drowsy and sluggish, on a plane, one hundred thousand feet in the air with no idea how I had gotten to be on the plane or where I was headed.

Intrigued?

Yeah me too.

Happy first day of NaNoWriMo for those of you who have started… and good luck to those of you who are yet to start.

For those of you who may be keen to follow my progress over the next month, I’m going to try and update this blog once a day.

 

 

November is Coming

Yup! It’s that time of year again… no, I’m not talking about Halloween. Although it is coming up awfully fast and I’ll blog about that in another post. I’m talking about NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month for those not in the know)

Every year since November 2005, I’ve participated. And every year, bar 2008, I’ve won.

This year, I’ve decided to not be a rebel and write a novel from scratch. 50,000 words – all of them new. In an effort to kickstart a new series.

So far, beyond the main characters and setting, I’ve done little pre-NaNo planning.

Basically, I’m winging it and pantsing. It’s worked quite well in the past and whatever doesn’t work post NaNoWriMo will be edited out.

I’m thinking I might post snippets every day of November so you can see a little of my progress along the way.

Anyone else doing NaNoWriMo? Let me know in the comments below! I could use some buddies throughout the month.

For those who might want to look me up, I go by Rhiannon Brid on the forums.

Divinity is LIVE!

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Divinity, the Gods and Goddesses anthology is the second release for Iron Faerie Publishing and features twenty one stories by nineteen different authors.

My 500 word story, A Storm of Ravens, is included within and it features the Morrighan and Dagda and their relationship at Samhain. While short, I couldn’t help but delve back into my love of flash fiction for this one. I really hope it delivers because I had a blast writing it.

Stories of Gods and Goddesses have enthralled us all for millennia.
While some are benevolent, others are not – but all are divine.

Get your copy today! Available in eBook and Paperback

To find out more about Iron Faerie Publishing, visit: Iron Faerie Publishing

Divinity is Almost Here

Divinity is almost here! Plus I have a few other stories winging their way out into the world over the next nine days!

It’s all very exciting.

I’m still not exactly sure where October went but it has positively flown by. I had hoped to do more blogging and promoting but between my second born son turning 11 and my daughter turning 12, school holidays and general life stuff that always seems to creep in, time just hasn’t been on my side.

So, what’s releasing and when?

Let’s see…

Divinity from Iron Faerie Publishing comes out on the 25th October. It’s available to Preorder now! It’s an anthology packed full of stories about different deities from all different pantheons.

Coffins & Dragons from Dragon Soul Press comes out on the 30th October. It’s available to Preorder right now! This anthology is sure to delight everyone! With stories of vampires and dragons, what’s not to like?

Forest of Fear from Blood Song Books comes out on the 31st October. It’s also available to Preorder! A microfiction anthology full of Halloween inspired drabbles, set in the forest.

Please, if you haven’t picked up a copy do so now! I promise you won’t regret it!

All three anthologies are packed full of great stories from fantastic authors, so what better way to ring in Halloween then with a book or three!

Milestones

Well, I did it! With the acceptance of my poetry and a short story into two different anthologies I now have 56 pieces accepted for publication over the last ten months.

I am so thankful to the publishers who have accepted my stories and poetry over the last ten months, it means the world to me.

In light of this recent milestone, I’ve decided to challenge myself.

My aim now is for 75 acceptances by December 31st 2019.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed!

Hello, October!

Sadly, being in Oz I don’t get to share autumnal images or pumpkin spiced anything with you all in the northern hemisphere. But… I do get to share in Halloween, which I’ll be sure to blog about later in the month. It’s mostly for the kids, let’s face it, as a mum of four it’s always about the kids.

In the spirit of Halloween I’ve subbed to a few Halloween inspired anthologies and while a few are pending I feel like this is the perfect time to promote Forests of Fear from Blood Song Books.

This anthology will be available for purchase on October 31st 2019. I have three stories included:

  • Wild Fae, a story about a murder loving faerie.
  • Candy Corn Wolves, a story about Halloween and werewolves.
  • Witch in the Wood, a story about what witches get up to on Halloween.
  • I’ll be sure to share links the moment I have them.
  • Wolves and Ravens

    Ringing in the last day of September having written 1080 words of fantasy featuring wolves and ravens. It’s been an interesting time.

    To say it’s been a productive day would be an understatement because I actually haven’t written this much in a while. It feels good.

    Not only that but as of September 30th I’ve submitted 54 works ranging from poems and drabbles, right up to stories reaching 12k in length.

    Of those 54 submissions, I’ve had five rejections and thirty-five acceptances. Fourteen remain pending.

    It’s quite an impressive list and my aim is to see out 2019 with 50 acceptances.

    Fingers crossed I can achieve it! If I happen to reach it before December rolls around I’ll push for 60!

    Curses & Cauldrons

    If you haven’t preordered your copy of Curses & Cauldrons you’d better do it fast! This anthology goes LIVE in a matter of hours!

    Within the pages of this anthology are eight of my drabbles. I won’t spoil it by rehashing what they’re about as I’ve done that twice already in previous blogs… BUT what I will say is if you haven’t, get your copy now! You won’t regret it!

    Get you copy here!

    Birthday Giveaway #2

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    I had such fun doing this last year that I decided to do it again.

    From now until midnight August 1st, I’m hosting a giveaway.

    Up for grabs is the following:

    1 x ebook copy of Fable, featuring one of my short stories, Stealing Beauty.

    1 x ebook copy of Lost, a collection of short stories.

    To Enter:

    Like this post and leave a comment below to be placed in the draw.

    Entries  close at midnight (Perth, WA Time) 1st August 2019.

    Winners will be announced at random courtesy of random.org. by midnight 2nd August 2019.

     

     

    Fable is in the Top 100!

    Woohoo! 🎉

    The anthology, featuring my short story, Stealing Beauty, is currently sitting at #95 for Fantasy Anthologies.

    It’s really exciting and I can’t wait for Release Day on Friday!

    So, please if you haven’t… PREORDER a copy of Fable now. Myself and the 15 other authors would love to see this anthology reach new heights!

    Pre-order Today!

    The Countdown is on for Organic Ink, Volume 1

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    There’s about twelve hours until Organic Ink Volume 1 arrives! Are you excited? I am! I hope you’ve snagged yourself a copy, because the purchase price goes up the moment the anthology goes live!

    So, grab it for $2.99 while you still can!

    I have two poems, Petals and Darkness included in this anthology and I can not wait for it to hit shelves! It’s so pretty!

    Pre-order NOW! At over 600 pages and 50 poets, it’s going to be awesome!

    Get Your Copy Here!

    Organic Ink, Volume 1… is almost HERE!

    organic ink promoHave you purchased your copy of Organic Ink Volume 1 yet? With less than two weeks to go until its release, why wait? And if you need a better reason… it’s only $2.99. The price is set to go up to $7.99 upon RELEASE! (30th June 2019)

    I have two poems, Petals and Darkness included in this anthology and I can’t wait for it to hit shelves! Pre-order NOW!

    Get Your Copy Here!

    This incredible poetry anthology features 50 talented poets who’ve brought emotions and experiences to life in such beautiful ways. I’m truly humbled to be one voice among the fray. It’s going to be huge!

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    In My Blood

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    Evie sat in the corner booth waiting, idly playing with the straw in her drink. She was bored and she’d only been here ten minutes. But that was the problem with small towns. Nothing ever happened and on the odd chance that something exciting did happen, it was almost always short lived.

    So, she either had to find an excuse to get out of town and head to the city, or find someone who would be willing to entertain her for a few hours.

    And that was the other thing about small towns. It was impossible to date. Everyone available was either one of three things… too old, family or someone her parents didn’t approve of.

    It was the third reason that bugged Evie most of all and gave her the most incentive to want to get out. It wasn’t as if she needed her parent’s approval in regards to who she dated, but the elders of the pack had strict rules as to what the younger generation could and couldn’t do.

    All because some alpha over in Belfast got himself got himself into a tangle with the daughter of the faerie queen. Suffice to say it didn’t end well and a lot of people died. Of course, those actions had ripple effects which had trickled down to the American packs.

    Rule #36: No werewolf shall at any time enter into a relationship with one of the fair folk.

    To do so would mean excommunication. And to be a werewolf without a pack was dicey. Without protection of other pack members anything could happen.

    But Evie never was good at playing by the rules.

    Rolling her eyes at him as he sat down in the booth opposite her, Fletcher grinned. “Hey Sis, how’s things?”

    “Fine,” she muttered. “What brings you to my booth?”

    “Oh, nothing. Just thought I’d check in. See how my little sis is doing.”

    Evie rolled her eyes once more. “What do you want, Fletcher?”

    “Oh, it’s not what I want,” he said. “It’s what they want.”

    “They?” Evie asked, confusion marring her face. “But…”

    “Apparently,” Fletcher continued, a wry smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Our aunt speaks very highly of you.”

    “Our aunt?” Evie asked, while across the table, Fletcher nodded.

    “And she’d like an audience with you.”

    “Me!” Evie squeaked. “Why me?”

    Fletcher shrugged. “How should I know? Perhaps she’s got a potential suitor already picked up, ready and waiting for you to walk down the aisle… they do have aisles in Arcadia, don’t they? I mean you could do worse.”

    “I could do worse?” Evie’s nostrils flared. “’Course you would think marriage to one of the fair folk was a perfectly acceptable solution given there aren’t enough pack members to go around, wouldn’t you? Why don’t you marry one then?”

    “Because Eves,” Fletcher said. “I’m not one of the last surviving Quinn females on the North American coast.”

    “What’s blood got to do with any of this?” Evie demanded.

    “Everything.”