Losing Hope, which I've promised and not delivered, is good to go. I received the final email from my publisher!
I'm excited, but like children, Book Baby #2 doesn't have the first-time-at-the-rodeo newness of Book Baby #1. Instead of endless rhapsodizing over the perfect curl of its toes, I've told it it's perfect (aren't all babies) and am hard at work on my next project.
Which doesn't mean I don't love Losing Hope, because I do.
From the gorgeous cover (that's not me curled up nude in fetal position, although I'm flattered by the people who have inquired), to the plot, which picks up creator of Confess.com, Rudy's story, incorporates a corporate espionage meets social media gone wrong plot line and of course, delves deeper into the love triangle between lawyer Daniel Harnett, Ruler of the Underworld Haden and Persephone Campbell, who is coming to grips with weighty issues like fate, death and her place in the world.
It's semi-paranormal, sexy and dark.
If you're in the market for a light, pretty read, you'll want to look elsewhere. But that doesn't mean it's not fun. It was fun to write and early readers zipped through it in a matter of days and then demanded the third and final book.
Publication of Losing Hope will follow the same format as Losing Beauty. It'll be available for download on December 17th, followed by hard copy at a later date.
If you'd like to read a digital review copy in advance drop me a note.
In the meantime, and with all seasonal appropriateness, I've written my book and am now checking it twice. The angsty writer in me has her fingers crossed and her brow furrowed in hopes you'll like it. The confidence drenched, nothing-ventured, nothing-gained part of me knows you will.