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Get Your Spicy Waffle Here!

Going to take myself and my laptop out of the house because the way I spend release days is by writing the next book and not checking my dashboard a thousand times. But finally.

Sold To Her Enemy: A Night To Remember Auction is out in the wild and I am so grateful, happy, crying, throwing-up, screaming, you know all the things.

What better way than to celebrate with character art that sets the whole tone of the book? Adrian is going to ignore her as Mckenna serves as his c0ckwarmer.

Release day for Mercy Denton

 

Reason This Pen Name Isn’t A Secret … or

#disabledlikethat

Three days before release of Sold To Her Enemy: A Night To Remember Auction and TikTok throws a fit and insists on being re-installed on my phone. Fine.

But then I can’t login into the mercywritesspice account because…I don’t remember the password. It’s a combination of letters and numbers and I swear, swear, swear that I pressed the save key for my phone to retain it in its memory.

But no.

If you’ve read here before you may recall that this is the second time I’ve lost the Mercy Denton account.  It’s she second time this year! that I have had account-password problems. Social media isn’t everything when it comes to book marketing but it helps to have a presence.

Especially three days before release day.

This is how #disabledaf affects my writing life.

Is it a “challenge” to overcome? No. It just is.

Do I hate that this happens? I mean, it’s an annoyance but I’m going to go burn down libraries.

I think it’s funny and highlights the irony of me ever thinking for a moment that I could just not mention being disabled (which I did, briefly, back when I started).

And because I can’t give up this blogging habit, here we are.

And maybe, there is another chaotic gremlin who is also #disabledaf out there seeing themselves in this post.

This is also an example of why I am so grateful I didn’t keep Mercy Denton as a “secret pen name.”

I don’t know if I could ever pull that off! Anyways, I went in and edited Raleigh’s TikTok so that it’s “Raleigh Damson also writing as Mercy Denton” and that actually makes it easier than maintaining two separate TikTok accounts.

I’m aware that the advice is to keep it all separate but I’m in Canada, I don’t have as much geo pull and I’m not out to make my TikToks go viral.

“If I didn’t marry you or give birth to you, I won’t remember your birthday,” is something I need on a mug.

And if I do? You should feel honoured. You should send me presents, honestly.

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Anyways, if its hot as a demon’s snot where you are, I hope you’re staying cool. I’m hydrating with non-coffee things too and gong to get words down on Ares and Josie.

 

The next book in the auction

5k words down on the book I am not supposed to be writing at the moment is a win that’s going to set me up nicely for the rest of the week. I’m wondering where that warm-sunshiny vibes are, trying to organize my home into something that isn’t a lost box of wonder and finish up a bonus scene for Mara and Evan — it kind of turned into a novella and I might just hit send because it’s fun to give your readers things.

I made chocolate chip cookies. What I like in a chocolate chip cookie is the soft, thin, and chewy kind, but this is elusive and I think out of a hundred tries I manage to get it right twice…but I saw on the clock app this hack where you take the pan out of the oven with two minutes left on the cooking time and smash it with the bottom of a mason jar.

What the hay, the cubs thought it was fun and it kind of gave the desired result but it ended up spreading the chocolate chips out of the batter and ended up with a chocolatey splish splash effect…it was a tasty experiment anyways.

The next book in A Night To Remember Auction is out now! My Soul For Sale by Cassie Lein 

my soul for sale by cassie lein

New Doms and slow progress

I spent this week writing as much as I can on Mercy’s next book. It’s unannounced, there is no pre-order for it yet and I haven’t revealed the title, but I can share that it is Theo and Callie’s story. I gave myself my birthday week to get as much of a start on it as I can before I set it to one side and get back to Ares and Josie. I’m loving these new characters and want to spend more time in their world! And I can’t wait for readers to read this book – it’s the first book I’ve released featuring a male submissive.

Mercy’s next release is Sold to Her Enemy: A Night To Remember Auction out later this month, on the 21st.

My hand is still healing and it’s making typing slow – which is making me a little grumbly because the word count on the somewhat secret male submissive book would be higher if I had my normal speed – and it’s a little achy when it rains which makes me feel like kind of crotchety which isn’t a downside; there is a huge part of me that kind of digs the hedge witch image.

In my emails today, I spotted this great deal from Golden Angel. Grab the Nights at Stronghold: Stronghold Doms Boxset for $0.99. These books are fun and spicy with memorable characters and definitely a great deal!

Golden Angel boxset deal

 

The auction is starting!

The first book in the A Night to Remember Auction series is out today! I love this Shared World & I’m so excited for readers to discover it!

 

Virginity Sold: A Night to Remember Auction by Bre Rose is available in KU! 

 

 

Bre Rose Virginity Sold

I hate my life.

I’m twenty and should be living my best life at my college of choice. Being part of a sorority, dating the man of my dreams and getting a degree.

But I’m not.

Instead I’m working my fingers to the bone at two jobs to make sure my mother and I keep a roof over our heads. It would be even better if she didn’t squander every dime I made on her habit.

I’m slowly losing hope.

The bills are piling up and now we risk being evicted from the only home I’ve ever

known. The only thing you have left of your father, even though he was a cruel man.

What do you do?

The only thing you can do! Auction off your virginity to the highest bidder!

The only problem is there’s three of them and they have much different plans than me.

I’m their plaything. It’s up to me to settle a debt owed to them.

 

 

Going about the success

I’m currently deep in the editing cave and coming out for a bit of air, to see what is going on in Romancelandia and to mull the thoughts.

I don’t have goals, in general because I can’t think of anything more stressful – setting goals feels limiting to me (if it works for you, have at!). So when I see posts of authorgoals or writergoals or authors sharing their page reads, I’m cheering them on but for myself, it’s not how I measure success.

Because of being stressed – not the book but everything, literally everything aside from writing and book stuff – I haven’t planned 2025. And while I may not have goals, I am a huge planner and love to plan and not having a plan doesn’t make me that happy.

But I have Flame For Keeps coming out in December and ideally another – yet unannounced Mercy Book – that will finish off 2024. My readers have been waiting for Ares and Josie’s story and I am striving to make the wait worthwhile.

Looking ahead to 2025…bodyguards? or Club books? is still the question I don’t have an answer for, yet.

This year, writing literally kept food on my table and kept my lights on and even though, it’s at odds to say, with my current utility bills, I’m so close to achieving the steady roll with my books. Yeah, releasing them on a schedule will help with that – I’m not unaware.

But success? If you define it like this (see below) yes, absolutely. I’m so grateful to be writing and for having amazing readers!

Speaking of Mercy – it seems I am locked out of Mercy’s Instagram right now. Funny, when I thought that I could hide my disabilities in this author gig yet they affect everything I do – including remembering passwords and constantly getting them wrong. You may recall I had the same issue with my main IG not that long ago and though this one isn’t quite a loss like Raleigh’s would have been, it’s annoying to have to go through the hoops and maybe start over. Weary side.

Heading back to the cave and getting this book polished and delivered.

success quote

The problem with safe space

As someone who wishes to one day go to a book conference/signing – even though I have done a fair number of cons with my Artist and I know how hard it would be physically and mentally, and how crowded it is and overwhelming and overstimulating – the discourse after RTD has been interesting to watch unfold.

And as someone who recently realized that I actually do need mobility aids, despite being “you don’t look disabled” (more on that later) the conversation about disability and accessibility makes me a little twitchy.

But nothing makes me feel like out of my mind and want to scream more than seeing the words, “safe space,” thrown around.

Why? Isn’t it good that organizers are recognizing they need to be a “safe place?” Doesn’t it give legitimacy and reassurance to those who need a “safe space”?

Maybe. But it only goes so far.

A lot of the time, places designated as “safe” are the complete opposite. A whole organization, no matter how trauma-informed they are, no matter how many plans they have in place, cannot take into account everyone’s behavior and guarantee an environment is “safe” for everyone.

What’s the solution?

Get specific about the kind of “safe” you are and how you got there and what you are doing to ensure the safety of those particular groups.

Be upfront about how you are supporting the needs of the different groups you are creating “safe space” for and how you are ensuring it is safe for everyone.

When you break it down, you realize how impossible it is to be safe for everyone because that would be knowing everyone’s personal limitations or triggers and no matter how much screening you’ve done or how much security you have, you cannot guarantee personal boundaries are never violated and personal needs met.

But you can be an inclusive space (to whom? And how?)

You can be a supportive space. (what resources are you offering? What support needs can you meet?)

You can be a zero tolerance space for harassment. (what’s your policy? No questions asked or do you require proof? What is the consequence for harassment on your site?)

You can be a space that’s open to feedback and learning and doing better (if there are action steps actually taken and not bullet pointed in a social media post)

Still hoping that I can get myself to a conference.

They sound fun.

 

At the start again

When I came back to writing out of necessity, I had to learn to be a plotter. Knowing what I was going to write before going into that space of time where I had a free hour was the only way I could get words down and finish a book — especially because I didn’t have a lot of free time.

But in some cases, that makes the start of writing a new book slow – because I won’t start till I have a solid outline. And after writing 3 books in the 1st POV, coming back to Josie and Ares in 3rd POV is um, my brain feels like it’s going to melt.

But it’s reminding me of all the things I love about Bandit Brothers. I’m proud of these books, I love these stories, and I’m so grateful to have them out in the world.

Josie and Ares’s story was written halfway, but then I changed the timing, so that’s what brought me to this restart. I feel like I’m existing in some kind of limbo at the start of a new book. Kind of like I’m gathering up all that energy to go and create something new.

In my NL poll, I asked if readers wanted Bodyguards or  BDSM Club, and the club won out. Now the question is, what POV do I write it in? As someone who is by nature a solitary, asking these questions makes me feel weird, but I truly love hearing what my readers have to say.

Speaking of being reminded of how much I love these books, Flame Again has a new cover. This book has my heart in so many ways. Watch for it  to be on sale for $2.99USd this week.

Get it here

flame again

 

Less than perfect is how I roll

Bad reviews.

Horrible onslaught of imposter syndrome.

Formatting errors because your brain is disabledaf like that.

These are some of the things that can add a low to my bookworld.

But do you know what I really, really could have done without this week?

Not another review telling me how much my FMC rubbed them the wrong way and making me question if they’ve met a neuro-spicy person before, ever.

Not the fact that I uploaded one book with odd chapter numbering and didn’t catch it until now.

Not the fact that I think I should be “further” ahead than I am now, whatever that means.

At the start of this week, I injured my hand.

The hand I use to type and write. My finger swelled four times its usual size and hurts like a mother.

All the other stuff? I can roll with. Bad reviews? Cool ,I’m glad you took the time to give me a try! I’m getting better at formatting and have someone to check all future books – this error was an upload problem that’s easy to fix on the novella that doesn’t sell much, anyway.

Imposter syndrome comes and goes but how readers are connecting with Five Days to Be Mine is giving me life.

But the hand?

My hand?

I need that, dammit.

Aren’t I disabled enough? *rolls eyes* *snorts*

This injury will heal and in the meanwhile, I’m fighting to write two bonus scenes and get back to Ares and Josie.

it’s been a week.