The Bright Effect coming soon!

We officially wrote THE END on The Bright Effect on October 15th and we are currently editing and formatting because November 17th is bound to sneak up on us. How does that work? As a kid the days seemed so long and now they never seem long enough. October literally flew by and I know the rest of the year will follow suit.

November is my favorite month! So many fun things! Thanksgiving! My anniversary! Thanksgiving! My birthday! Did I mention Thanksgiving?! We always host my family's Thanksgiving at our house and this year we are hosting Zach's family's Christmas here too. I can't tell you how excited I am to decorate our new home for the holidays. I've been Pinteresting up a storm! (Pinteresting is totally a word. Sorta like Googling.)

But enough about that....THE BRIGHT EFFECT....eek! Ohmygosh guys I am equal parts excited and nervous per usual but can I tell you something? I LOVE this story. I mean, I love ALL my stories but this one....man, this one takes the cake. I think it's different from my usual stuff and I'm hoping that's okay--that you guys still love it because if we accomplished what we set out to, prepare for an emotional roller coaster.
I'm not going to lie, I hope you cry and get mad and laugh and smile at all the exact same parts we did as we were writing it.

The first chapter will be included in my November newsletter so if you haven't subscribed yet, there's a link over there on the right!
Release day is November 17th!
XOXO

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