I'm a writer (it's right there in my username). I've done this, that and the other thing over the past eight years. I just had a book come out where I collaborated with James Patterson, called The Moores Are Missing. There are three separate novellas in that book. I did the second, called The Housewife, which might be the kinkiest thing I've ever had published.
Unfortunately we have to wait another year before something appears under my sole byline. I've had two books out in the Camaro Espinoza series — they're thrillers about an ass-kicking former Army medic with zero compunction about taking lives — and a third is coming... in August 2018.
The thing about publishing is everything moves incredibly slowly. Like ridiculously so. Consequently, though I'd love to say we're gonna see another Camaro soon, we have a long time to wait. Which is too bad, because I really love writing them. The New York Times had an issue with how tough Camaro is, because apparently women can't be tough, but I don't care about those kind of notions. There are badass men out there and just as many badass women. Confident, no-nonsense and uncompromising. Hell, that's why I'm on this site to begin with.
Anyway, the publisher sent me the cover of the new one, even though it's going to be a thousand years until it comes out. I'm thrilled with it. You can tell me what you think.
