Today is launch day for my novella, Death by Tarot Card. It’s promotion price is 99 cents (USD).
Death by Tarot
A Ghost & Abby Mystery (Book 4)
When the cards are stacked against you, run.
Who would be crazy enough to send death cards to people in Sunset Cove, a small, Pacific Northwest town famous for things that goes bump in the night? Single mom, Abby Jenkins is hired to find the culprit, and while she is a witch and private detective, she hasn’t a clue about who would deal such a gruesome hand.
Unease settles into the town as tarot cards arrive on doorsteps. No one knows who stacked this deck. Everyone waits for the next card to drop. That is until the first recipient drops dead.
Are all the death cards harbingers of murder?
With the help of a Viking with existential issues, a Casanova man-witch and Spark her snarky familiar Abby unravels a deadly deck of secrets. The question is, can she catch the murderer before they deal another card?
I thought the day would never come. I’ll be honest here, amongst friends, it was a hard story to write, probably my hardest. I pushed through word by word with sheer will, and now I’m letting it go.
Why was it so hard? Two main reasons.
In my heart I knew Abby’s story was coming to an end and I wasn’t sure how I wanted that to look. Was I ready to close the door on characters I’d been writing about for two years? The ones who played in my head … shouted in my head … cried in my head … and best of all, laughed in my head?
It’s like saying goodbye to good friends. I know I can go back and visit them again in one way or another, but the main part of our relationship is over, and that’s hard.
There are good things that happened as a result of my struggle. First, writing the epilogue was a breeze. I knew where I wanted my characters to be when I blew them a final kiss. The other good part is my angst motivated me to start a podcast about writing today.
How does a podcast heal my wounds? I need to take a step back here. The other “factor” fueling my writing struggle was that the first book in the series, Midnight Magic (which I consider to be my best book, btw) hasn’t got the recognition I thought it would. I could blame lots of things for that, but high up on the list is the difficult, ever-changing, and incomprehensible publishing market. That’s what my podcast is about, me and other writers trying to make sense of what’s going on.
So today is the birthday of my book, the end of a series and the beginning of a podcast. I think I need a drink of champagne.
I wish you struggles that lead you to creative places.