Getting Better – #ROW80 Check-In

littleROW80The good news is my mental state is more chill.  I am not going to say my nerves have entirely settled, because it feels like one wrong step/something going horribly wrong and I’ll be back where I was last week.  However, I’m at this point where I am no longer freaking out constantly and letting my thoughts wander doesn’t end with me in a panic.  If I can keep this up, I’ll be securely okay in not too long.

The bad news is, I did practically nothing for the past week.  Well, not nothing nothing.  As I stated last check-in, my husband’s birthday was this past week and he took time off.  I did my best to enjoy the time we had alone together and as a family.

One of our family activities this week. It has been years since we last went, so it was super fun!

One of our family activities this week. It has been years since we last went, so it was super fun!

Now, I did do a bit of writing stuff.  I finished entering one of my ideas into my idea book.  I have another to finish and a new one to add in too.  Then, I sent out materials for my cover reveal (that’s on July 31st, so there’s still time to join in).  And I finished the rough draft of a guest post for next month.

I’ve also been trying to figure out how I can get my missing two hours of writing time back.  I did try figuring out where it went, but I realized that wasn’t what matter.  Getting back some, if not all, of that time is the more important step.  And I do have a plan!  I think a combination of moving my run time and not letting my son dally (because his time use affects mine) will regain me some missing time.

So this week, I’ll be trying to recover my writing time.  What time I get will be spent on the second draft of PLANET.  Also, I’ll be doing my cover reveal.  I’m not putting more than that on my plate.

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Cover Reveal: FIRST CHOICE, SECOND CHANCE by Fallon Brown

I’ve gotten to know Fallon Brown through the ROW80 challenge and WIPpet Wednesdays.  She’s crazy talented and I’m not just talking writing.  She’s a super productive person with awesome knitting and crocheting skills. I’m honored to be part of this cover reveal.

First Choice, Second Chance
Series: Kurztown(#1)
Release Date: 8/18/2015
FirstChoiceSecondChanceSmallerWebUseCover Designer: Marianne Nowicki

One wrong choice doesn’t have to lead to another

Seven years ago, he watched her drive away.

Lila Corelli was the love of Mason Akeley’s life, but she chose a music career and another man over him. He thought it would destroy him, but he’s been scraping by; on the family farm and in life. Now, she’s back in town, and he feels like he’s barely hanging on.

She made a wrong choice.

Lila knows she made a mistake. She thought she had been on the right path; to her career, love, her life. Instead, she never saw the disaster one wrong choice could cause. Now, with everything gone, she returns to her hometown, hoping to find her way to a new path.

Mason’s love for Lila has never died, but he’s afraid to open himself to be hurt again. Lila chose the wrong future once, and she worries she’ll be making another bad choice that will only lead to more destruction. But, if they can untangle their past from their present, they just might be able to find their future together.

He held up a hand to stop her. “Give me a shot of Jack.” He caught Lila at the edge of his vision. “Actually make it a double.”

Jess hesitated then poured the drink and passed it over to him. He took the first sip and winced at the burn. He wasn’t sure if he would ever get used to it. The whiskey warmed the parts of him that had gone cold with Lila’s arrival. He kept his eyes focused on the wall across the bar as he took the second sip. He still knew the moment she stepped up beside him. He didn’t know if her scent still lived in his memory and he recognized it, or if it went deeper. He didn’t even have to hear her voice. It was in his head, in his dreams, every day and every night. When she ordered a drink, it twisted around his heart again.

His fingers tightened around the glass. He was almost afraid it would shatter right there in his fist. He dragged in some air through his nose, but it only came back out sounded strangled. He started to turn away. He needed to put some space between them. He couldn’t handle having her so close. As soon as he took a step, her hand was on his arm, the muscles in it cording tighter. “Mason.”

He was going to explode, shatter into tiny pieces no one would ever be able to put back together again. He had to get away. He didn’t even respond to her saying his name. He set the glass on the top of the bar. It must have been harder than he planned because a crack sounded when he did it. He didn’t even look back. “Put it on my tab, Jess. All of it.”

His head pounded. He didn’t think it was the alcohol or the music. It was Lila. It had always been Lila. He pushed out through the door. Then braced his hand against the side of the building and squeezed his eyes shut. The door opened again, and he didn’t even look behind him. Instead he strode across the small parking lot to his truck. She called his name again, but he didn’t stop. He checked his mirror to make sure she wasn’t right behind him, he certainly didn’t hate her that much. She still stood close to the building. She had her arms wrapped around her, and stared after him. His eyes started to burn. Then, he backed out of his parking spot and pulled out of the lot. The gravel spun under his tires, but he didn’t care. He wanted to put distance between them. Before he lost the grip he barely kept on his sanity.

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Author Bio:
Fallon Brown was born and raised in a tiny town in the northwestern corner of Pennsylvania. At one time, she dreamed of having a cabin in the woods or mountains where she could be left alone to write. Instead she spent three years studying psychology before realizing that wasn’t for her. She now lives outside of a slightly larger small town in the same corner of her home state with her husband, two children, dog, and cat.

She spends her days interfering in the lives of fictional characters while trying to keep a semblance of a clean house. Often the clean house bit fails.

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