And it’s done… finally!

It is done!

I have finished the editing on my second novella!

Yay!

But now my March schedule is a week out, so I’m going to have to work hard and fast this month. But, that extra time editing did give me extra time for research and planning on my next novella, and I feel really ready to just dive in and get started.

So, as the editing is done and I can finally put my second novella away, I shall give it a little introduction (as calling it my second novella is getting tiring 😀 )

It is called, ‘The Queen’s Jester’, and is a fantasy, medieval-inspired romance. It came out at about 33,500 words and I think is one of my best stories so far 🙂 I even got a comment from my friend and proof-reader that said:

‘I really enjoyed my time with it, and had to keep rereading things because I’d get wrapped up in the story and forget to have my critical eyes on.’

I can’t express once again how much I found reading aloud such an incredible editing tool. You should really try it out, I cannot ever recommend it enough.

Today, I am starting on my third novella, and I am extremely excited! I have been wanting to get this story out for ages, and I’m about ready to explode to get it written 😀

I also realised that I haven’t actually ever posted anything of what I’ve been working on. So, here is an excerpt from, The Queen’s Jester. I hope you enjoy it, you guys are the first people to lay eyes on it other than my 3 readers, and I am kind of nervous! 😀

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“What I want doesn‘t matter,” she turned her gaze away but he put his finger beneath her chin to turn her back to look at him.

“That is the only thing that matters.”

Marie could barely breathe at the weight of his words. “I must try with Warrick.”

“Why? He barely knows how to write his name let alone how to please a wife.” A half-smile played at his mouth.

“Because he is my husband.”

“He is but a boy.”

“He is king,” she said, reminding herself as well as him.

“And yet.” The smirk on his face widened. “He is not the one you came seeking,” he said. Marie’s breath quickened, she wanted to argue, to deny his words, but could not. She had followed the Jester down that darkened hallway, the one filled with shadows deep enough that she knew no one would see them, more than willingly. “What is it you desire from me, my queen?” His voice was laced heavily with seductive suggestion, the clarity of every word like the coolness of satin against her ears. The gentle heat of his breath caressed her skin and she could barely focus as he leaned closer.

“Nothing,” she finally whispered, biting her lip to hide the obvious lie in her tone.

“I don’t believe you,” he replied instantly and pressed himself firmly against her. Marie gasped at his closeness, every inch of her tingling and aching. His fingers slid down her arms and caged her wrists, pinning them to the cold stone wall behind. With agonisingly slow, silent movements, the Jester let his lips graze along her jaw and down her neck, never once truly pressing them against her skin. How it drove her mad! All she wanted was for him to push more, press harder, to feel how it would be to have his kisses trail over her skin.

He never did. Instead, he drew back from her, a satisfied expression smoothing his features at her reaction.

“Who are you?” Marie asked after regaining her composure and breath.

He pondered her question. “I am simply the king’s jester, or should I say, the queen’s jester,” he said in response, seeming to avoid truly answering the question.

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How has your writing been going so far? Are you meeting your goals for this month?

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Progress Report

Status of Second Manuscript: FINISHED!

March E-Book Review: Book Chosen.