Feel like the Road Runner this week. Zooooom! Let’s hope I can outwit the Acme company.

Edits for Night Rhythm came and went. Apparently I felt a burning need to say “felt” a hundred times. The word has now been whittled down to a reasonable number of usages. Copyedits for Wicked Hot are on the way. My commas will all stand corrected. (I got journalist comma usage drilled into me early, and I never do get the Chicago Manual of Style rule right.) A new novella is officially contracted with Ellora’s Cave, and as soon as the title is final and approved I’ll put up a page for it under Coming Soon.

And…Wicked Fire is officially on the great manuscript scrap-heap. Argh. But I have a new, better, shinier idea that I love and my St. Martin’s editor loves, and I am now in the process of writing the proposal for that. It’s a werewolf novel.

Boxes are everywhere. Thank God I’ve got lots of experience working in chaos. Small children make that a constant. But the proposal is smokin’. I’m flying through it.