But first, how is it already November???? Time seems to have stopped somewhere around March 2020, and since then, it has had no meaning at all.
Tomorrow, Nov 2, is election day in the US, and I know this year isn’t a big election most places, but you should vote anyway. A lot of local elections and state constitutional amendments are on the ballot, and you shouldn’t let less than 10% (the typical off-year turnout) of people decide your fate. If nothing else, go get your free sticker! :)
Next, Chaos Reigning is on sale for $1.99 this week only, so if you’ve been meaning to pick up a copy, now is your chance! (International pricing may vary.)
November also kicks off National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. If you’ve ever thought, “Hey, I should write a novel!” this is your month to give it a shot. The goal is to write 50k words in 30 days, which isn’t quite a full-length adult novel (which usually start in the 80k range), but it’s a solid start that can always be fleshed out later.
If you’re participating this year, good luck! Write like the wind! May the words flow fast and furious!
If not, well, me neither. :) I should because I’m behind on book three, but I’m going to continue plodding along. I’m hoping all of the positive writing energy the WriMos put out into the universe will prod me a little faster than my current snail’s pace.
And finally, if you’d like a chance to get your hands on Hunt the Stars early, my publisher is doing a series of Goodreads giveaways, with the first one starting this week! I think it might be US only, but it runs through the end of the month, and they’re giving away 100 copies, so good luck!
I have a few ARCs that I’ll be giving away too, so keep your eyes peeled for that. It’ll be soon(ish)!
In the meanwhile, here’s a tiny HTS snippet to kick off the week:
The proximity chime cut off whatever Eli was going to say. “Show me,” I said, moving to the nearest screen.
Torran Fletcher had arrived without so much as a message of warning. As I watched, he climbed the cargo ramp, three Valoffs in full armor behind him, each of them pushing a levcart piled with supplies.
I growled under my breath.
“Problem?” Eli asked, his earlier playful mood wiped away, leaving the hard-faced soldier.
“Our guests have decided to arrive early and make themselves at home.” I waved him off when he would’ve left his breakfast. “I will go say hello. You stay here. If they murder me, avenge my death.”
“Not funny,” he said with a scowl.
“I’m kidding.” Mostly. I looked at Anja. “You okay here?”
When she nodded, I took my leave and used the short walk from the galley to the cargo bay to compose myself. I needed to be calm and cold and professional, even if Torran’s audacity made me furious. And I needed to practice my mental shielding.
By the time I made it through the hatch into the cargo bay, the Valoffs had the levcarts mostly unloaded. Torran carried boxes beside his soldiers, which surprised me. I expected him to stand and point. They had neatly stacked their supplies out of the way against the starboard wall. I considered making them move everything just for the hell of it, but such pettiness was beneath me.
Torran turned at my approach and inclined his head. “Captain.”
“General. Your comm must have failed to deliver the message that you planned to arrive early and board my ship without permission.”
His eyes narrowed. “We had an agreement.”
“The agreement doesn’t override common curtesy. Would you board a Valovian ship without informing the captain?”Copyright Jessie Mihalik. All rights reserved. Coming Feb 2022 from Harper Voyager.