Happy almost Easter, y'all!

As I work hard to consume by body weight in chocolate (as Ishtar intended, I'm sure) I've also managed to find time to scratch out a little more of my second book.



The four horsemen of the achonkalypse.

The next in the Blood Bounty series, the working title is Dead On Your Feet. I love the ongoing development of Garrett's character as he changes the lives of everyone he meets, for good or ill.

As promised in the title, here's a quick paragraph I wrote this morning:

Garrett crept through the camp as silently as his ruined body would allow. In addition to the steady dripping of his bleeding gut wound, his bad knee had begun to give up the ghost as well, making his foot drag along the ground with an audible scuff. The bandits, for their part, didn’t seem to mind; none of the dozen arranged around the embers of a campfire stirred as he slipped deeper into their ranks. In light of the recent ambush he couldn’t trust that they were all such truly sound sleepers, so he kept both hands inches from his guns at all times, just in case.

Thanks for reading, and remember to feast!