Guys. GUYS. I am SO excited to announce that after months of finger cramps, late night editing, and a whole lot of imagination, I am finally a published author! It’s been a hell of a journey getting to a point where I’m ready to publish, and I don’t think I could possibly put it into words how I’m feeling right now (ironic, I know, since I’m a writer!).
I’ve always loved telling myself stories. It’s how I put myself to sleep at night when my mind is going a mile a minute, it’s how I relax when I feel anxious or stressed, it’s what I do when life feels like too much and I need to step away from it and turn off my brain.
My stories, in some instances, have been my escape, my lifeline, and somewhere along the way, they went from fanfictions of my favourite books to my own characters and worlds and histories.
In early 2021, we were elbow deep in Covid lockdowns and I’d suddenly lost interest in all my hobbies. Video games weren’t turning my crank, crafting felt tedious and boring, and my ever-growing TBR had me caught between a high-fantasy romance and dark college bully reverse harem, throwing me into a total reading slump (spoiler alert, I DID end up choosing the bully romance).
It was midnight, I was in hour two of mindlessly perusing the Netflix catalogue while simultaneously scrolling Tiktok, when I suddenly picked up my laptop, opened a fresh word doc, and started pouring my ideas onto a page.
Much like the many stories I’ve been telling myself since I was a kid, writing has always been a love of mine—another passion, another way to escape the monotony of the world and dive into something adventurous and exciting.
And so I wrote, and I wrote. Well into the early hours of the morning, and by the end of the weekend I had 5000 words down in a story that I’ll probably never publish (buy guys honest to God, it’s not half bad for my first novel).
Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I wrote of an immortal witch with an addiction to dark magic. I filled pages about a book of power and it’s quirky book obsessed owner; a wolf and a read cloaked huntress; a salvage-punk post-apocalyptic wasteland where magic is poison and scavenging is life. I dabbled in the mind of a serial killer. I fell in love with a crew of badass bikers with hearts of gold and a thirst for revenge.
It’s been a goddamn rollercoaster, but I am SO excited to finally be sharing one of these stories!
Bad Bad Man is up for pre-order NOW (check trigger warnings!) and goes live (along with the paperback) on Kindle Unlimited December 16th!
Bad Bad Man is the first story in a series of interconnected stand alones that follows the Soldiers of Sin, the notorious outlaw motorcycle club based out of small-town Ontario.
They hurt, they kill, they know how to hide a body. They’re bad men. Bad, but they protect the ones they love. Fuck with their family, their livelihood, or their women, and you’ll find yourself six feet under with a bullet in your brain.
They live hard and fast, but it’s all they know, and anyone who tries to mess that that up? They’ll pay with their life, and that’s a promise.
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