Sneak peek — first chapter of Outlander’s Scar

Stealthy as a bobcat, ringed tail low, Acorn four-footed it along the crookedy branch, then peered out from behind the trunk. “That’s no way to talk to a future chieftain,” Acorn muttered. “We’ll see who’s cross-eyed when I fall on top of your squirrelbrained head.”

Lucky equals busy.

I’ve gotten back to being rocket-powered again. I’ve got several audiobooks coming out — the first will be a short story called “Why Can’t My Life Be a Romance Novel?” Those Black Wings will have a friend of mine who is also a jazz singer and blueswoman reading it. Several …

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