I do miss my grandfathers. Spend some time if you have it.

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Dreamspinner Press WILL be doing a Pre-Order for GayRomLit sale this year so you can pre-order any of the imprints’ attending authors at a discount and have your order shipped directly to the event.

We will be handing out pre-orders at the DSP Author sales table as well as before the event. We’ll have more information as we get closer to the date.

I am pleased to announce Dim Sum Asylum is now available as an Audiobook! AND the fantastic Greg Tremblay is narrating. Loves what he does in my urban fantasy worlds.

Link to Audible

Welcome to Dim Sum Asylum: a San Francisco where it’s a ho-hum kind of case when a cop has to chase down an enchanted two-foot-tall shrine god statue with an impressive Fu Manchu mustache that’s running around Chinatown trolling sex magic and chaos in its wake.

Senior Inspector Roku MacCormick of the Chinatown Arcane Crimes Division faces a pile of challenges far beyond his human-faerie heritage – snarling dragons guarding C-Town’s multiple gates and exploding noodle factories. After a case goes sideways, Roku is saddled with Trent Leonard, a new partner he can’t trust, to add to the crime syndicate family he doesn’t want and a spell-casting serial killer he desperately needs to find.

While Roku would rather stay home with Bob the Cat and whiskey himself to sleep, he puts on his badge and gun every day, determined to serve and protect the city he loves. When Chinatown’s dark mystical underworld makes his life hell and the case turns deadly, Trent guards Roku’s back and, if Trent can be believed, his heart…even if from what Roku can see, Trent is as dangerous as the monsters and criminals they’re sworn to bring down.

Just some butterflies.

Flying in slow-motion.

And lightning bugs/fireflies. Bonus sleepy racooon.

This is adorable. And fascinating to watch. I couldn’t do it but still…

There’s a point in a book where everything ceases but the book. Oh I do things. Normal mundane things like… get up, brush my teeth, do some graphic work for a few hours and all of that but my world literally revolves around the back end of a story I can never seem to get right. Or at least that’s how it feels when I’m in the middle of it.

The cat takes up her perch on my desk.. and it’s a rolling desktop table so her weight on that end probably isn’t good for the table. She’s not the most svelte and delicate of cats. I fight her for a few inches and then eventually move the laptop over to the far right which makes me sit a bit oddly but it’s always a losing battle. Putting her down will bring her right back. It’s just easier to move the laptop.

This is the time in a book where I lose hear/here, their/they’re/there and my speech patterns creep further into the narrative than they should. English becomes a very foreign language and I drink more coffee than I should. And probably should eat less quick carbs and more protein than I do.

I forget to step away and I feel guilty for taking the time if I do.

BUT I do have visual breaks. In the search of these sometimes leads me to wonderful, impossible things.

Like Sky Whales.

I’m going to just drop this off here. Have a bit of feels today.