This month I’m spending the first two weeks writing on that ‘somewhat secret’ project I mentioned last week. I’m not very good at keeping secrets though, so be prepared to get into the holiday spirit a little early next month :)

As for the teasers for today, these are a few I posted last month while writing Storm Dancer (Living Metal I). Now, be aware, I altered a few lines so they could be read and understood independently since I wasn’t posting character names. However, Storm Dancer was written in 3rd POV and was most definitely about two men named Oskar and Cristofer (despite me having a female pronoun in one of these teasers).

That’s one of the challenges when writing about two men in 3rd–you have to be a little more careful with your he/him/his pronouns so everyone knows which man is doing the touching and which is doing the groaning, etc, etc, etc… XD

For just a scant moment, he entertained those gutter thoughts, the depth of them as dirty as his apron. #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 2, 2017

He could be the hardest ass in all the city when a deadline loomed, his eyes sparking like hammers on steel. #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 2, 2017

Somehow he made every touch personal, every look flirty, every word sensual. There was no question why the city loved him. #MuseMon

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 4, 2017

#authorconfession 4:
1) the workshop is neat, the workers less so
2) the little gearhead dragon is senile
3) they haven’t kissed yet 😬

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 5, 2017

A not-so-secret fact about my MC is that he has a far too strong attraction to one of his clients. #WIPTruthOrDare 3

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 5, 2017

Those rusty war beasts now stood as statues about the city, their pride & glory descended into providing shade for the stranded. #talesnoir

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 6, 2017

#WIPTruthOrDare T6: My MC isn’t much of a reader. He prefers to make things with his hands rather than reading about someone else doing it.

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 6, 2017

Anger he could handle—all tongue-lashings and ruddy complexions—but facing her crushing disappointment? That took all his courage. #FictFri

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 8, 2017

His gaze held the detachment of a man whose dreams had not faded, but had been crushed and then ground to pieces. #TalesNoir

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 13, 2017

He found a certain appeal to the warped metal, a possibility within its depths of what cast may be in its future. #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 23, 2017

“Stop making it out to be more catastrophic than it was. We’ve got the media for that.”#2bittues #foodparty

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) September 26, 2017

May the autumn flu skip over your household and your willpower stay strong in the coming whirlwind of candy :)