Lark Inspired Etsy Treasury

Check out this Lark Inspired Etsy Treasury Jessica Woody put together:

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/ODQwNTkwNHwyNzI0ODg0MTM0/lark-a-novel-by-erica-cope?ref=af_you_tre

Pretty awesome, right? I love it to pieces!

Still working on In the Shadows but my good friend Michelle Flick is editing it from the beginning already which I'm hoping allows me to publish pretty quickly after finishing up the last few chapters (there will be 20 total.). I just sent her chapters 8-12. I finished up chapter 13 yesterday and my plan is to finish writing chapter 14 today. I already have the remaining chapters "started" (some more than others) so it's just a matter of "finishing" them and making sure I've tied up most of the loose ends (I promise, I'll never write a cliffhanger) while setting up for the third and final book.
It's definitely coming along!
Tonight I'm going to see The Mortal Instruments with my friend Sarah--super excited! I started reading the book but it's hard for me to read while I'm writing. I just never have enough time in my day to do both and I'd much rather finish writing right now. I'd really love to have In the Shadows out by Oct so I can bring it with me to th Indie Mash-up on Oct 26th. Have you bought your tickets yet? If you have, don't forget to enter the giveaway This Redhead Loves Books is hosting!

Okay, that's enough of a break! Time to pour another cup of coffee and get settled at my desk before I need to take my daughter to preschool.

XOXO

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