Oh my god.
So much stuff. So much writing! Why, why do I still have a day job, whyyy... (glances at W-2 and taxes) Oh yeah. Being able to live. *ahem*
First things first, I've signed a contract for a novella sequel to my Super Villain story. Yes,
Where There's Smoke, which comes out in April, will have a sequel coming out in July called
Where There's Fire! Because my life with Riptide wasn't awesome enough! Want a blurb? It's unofficial so far, but I love it:
Panopolis: a rough place to be an average Joe. I
came here a couple years ago looking for adventure and excitement, but nobody
cares about one more normal guy in a city filled with super-powered Heroes. The
closest I’ve come to glory is working in a bank that’s often robbed by
Villains.
But then I maybe accidentally-on-purpose helped a
Villain escape the Hero who was trying to save the day. Imagine my shock a week
later when that Villain asked me out for coffee. One date turned into more, and
now I’m head over heels in love with Raul.
Falling in love with the guy dubbed The Mad Bombardier
isn’t without its downsides, though. I’ve had to deal with near-death
encounters with other Villains, awkwardly flirtatious Heroes who won’t take no
for an answer, and a lover I’m not sure I can trust. It’s getting to the point
where I know I’ll have to make a choice: side with the Heroes, or stand fast by
my Villain.
Either way, I think my days as a normal guy are
over.
This means that all of March will be spent writing said sequel, which should clock in at around 20-25k words.
By the way, speaking generally for my editing process, I like rigor. I like seeing what I can do better and I like encouragement to make changes, and I get a LOT of that from Riptide. It's the most painfully wonderful thing ever.
Second thing: I've snagged a prompt from the Goodreads M/M Romance Group's event this year, Love is an Open Road. And my prompt is amazing. Amaaaazing!
Dear Author,
Those of us
who survived the virus that wiped out 50% of the population are the lucky ones.
Those of us who survived the subsequent wars that decimated the world as we
know it, throwing us back into a pre-industrial era are the lucky ones. Those
of us who survived are the lucky ones.
Except… Some of us are different. Some of us
are changing. Some say the virus mutated. Some say it is a result of genetic
warfare. All I know is that I can see better in the dark, I can hear from
further away and I am stronger now than I ever have been before. And I have
claws.
We may not be the lucky ones after all.
Sincerely,
Jenni Lea
Amazing, right? It's going to be a BAMFY, snark-filled dystopian adventure fic! *everyone who reads me on a regular basis goes "We knooooow* Yeah, you know what I like ;)
Plus this will probably be the month I wrap up Soothsayer, I've got to finish revising my novel and query the agent of my dreams, I've got to work on 2 gift fics on AO3, and I've got to finish a short story m/m retelling of Vasilissa the Beautiful for the Out In Colorado boxed set we're presenting at this year's Pride Fest. All in March, or at least starting in March for the prompt fic, because FML and fuck my sense of timing too. Exciting!
That's what I've got to look forward to. How about you?
