What am I doing with my life?!

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Well, ladies and gents, I am slacking as hard as a horny toad on hashish.

We’ve reached that infuriating stage in the writing process I like to call, “The Long, Dark Teatime of the Soul” (Thank you, Douglas Adams). Every book, every time, I reach the third quarter of the writing and all manner of mental capacity shits the bed.

Shits it!

It Shits the bed!

So now I’m sitting here knee deep in a Youtube hole as I wait for 3:50PM so I can go see LOGAN in the theater and cry like a pregnant woman in the third trimester when she sees a tiger cub yawning.

“Seeing LOGAN isn’t writing, Michaela,” you say.
Oh, don’t I know, but let’s be honest – seeing LOGAN isn’t the least appropriate use of my procrastination time.

Things Michaela has done OTHER THAN WRITE this week –

1) Set up a sewing table in the dining room, despite not sewing in months.
2) Cleaned out the refrigerator.
3) Sat on my ass and contemplated the meaning of things.
4) Napped.
5) Apply Castor Oil to my scalp and eyebrows, and a charcoal blackhead strip to my nose.
6) Listened to the sound of frigid wind blowing outside, praise the gods that winter isn’t over and perhaps we’re a bit further from global catastrophe in the form of Climate Change while at the same time dreading the sheer notion of leaving the house and freezing my tits off!
7) Sat on my toilet while staring at my phone for a total period of two separate half hour sessions.

It’s bad, ladies and gents. It’s not good.

So as we grab boots and coats to head to the theater, I hereby vow to write 2k words before bed this evening, minimum.

Don’t believe me?! You sound like a levelheaded individual. Congratulations.

No matter! I vow to WRITE MOAR! And post a snippet for all to see. Wish me luck. And the strength to survive sobbing through LOGAN for the next two hours. WHEEEEE!!!

HEARTLESS – Out Now!

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Welcome to Cheyenne, 1883

The West is no place for a woman.

Tell that to Cadence Delacouer. Cadence isn’t afraid of anything. She’s seen handsy drunks and barroom brawls, and handled it all fearlessly. The Red Onion is her greatest pride, and much to her stepfather’s chagrin, it’s her name on the deed. A woman has to be tough when she’s running the best saloon in town.

As a new nightmare comes to Cheyenne …

When a stranger brings carnage to her door, Cadence witnesses the brutal murders of her kin. Despite her innocence, the town’s suspicion quickly turns her way. As a mob cries for her blood, it’s a mysterious native man named Joseph who helps her escape.

The man who fires her deepest desires may be her only hope.

Joseph is unlike any man she’s known before; tall and lean, with a long black mane and a mischievous grin always peering from beneath the brim of his hat. His dark gaze is enough to steal the air from a room. Cadence soon discovers he knows a great deal about the monster that murdered her friends – the man he calls a Wendigo. As they track the murderer through the plains, Cadence is drawn to Joseph in a way she’s never felt before. Despite the danger of their quest, his touch soon proves irresistible.

Joseph will do anything to find this monster and help clear her name. But can he keep her alive long enough to prove her innocence? And will he still believe in her when he discovers what she’s done?

CATCH MY FALL – Available Now!

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Thirty-something failed cartoonist, Faye Jensen, finally has her sh*t together — or does she? With a sudden layoff leaving her unemployed and evicted, she finds herself back in her home town and living with her topless-yoga loving mom. To top it all off, Faye discovers that her loyal boyfriend has pictures of another girl’s hoohah on his phone.

So much for having your sh*t together.

Faye decides to take it like a champ — by wallowing in self-loathing and revenge fantasies. Still, coming home has its perks.

Meet Stellan Odegard; a 6’4 MIT dropout and ninjitsu instructor who isn’t too keen on Faye’s pity party. As Faye’s oldest friend, Stellan drags her out of her funk with pizza, Billy Idol, and an intriguing project that forces Faye to pick up her sketchbook for the first time in a decade. But as the spirit of art heals Faye’s soul, she finds herself dreaming of her old buddy in a new and unexpected way. If only Stellan felt the same way about her.

CATCH MY FALL is a part laugh-out-loud, part heart-wrenching tale of eccentric billionaires, cartoon monkeys, and the art of Cyndi Lauper hairstyles. It reminds us to always follow what makes the heart sing and that it’s never too late to decide what you want to be when you grow up.

Due to adult themes, language, and steamy content, this title is intended for readers who are 18 years or older.

 

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Why would anyone use this for anything else?

I’ve never understood the people who want to grow plants in such a space. I mean sure, let’s get some floral apocalypse going up in here, but what I want this room for – what I will use this room for when I buy my future house that will obviously have a conservatory is – well, it’s obvious.

I’m going to write in it. When I’m not shagging my true love in it, obviously.

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Shagging and writing. Clearest of all winners. For those are the things that would make ME bloom. 😛

Win a Signed Copy of WILLING by Michaela Wright

willingrevarcIn celebration of the upcoming release of HYSTERIA (The Namesaken #2) on October 22nd, we’re doing a Goodreads giveaway of The first of The Namesaken – WILLING!!

Only three signed copies available! Enter on the WILLING Goodreads site and good luck!

https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/155488-willing

And watch this space for Michaela’s upcoming release – HYSTERIA (The Namesaken #2)

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