First I write the blurb. Then I write the book.

Then I drink every day until I'm finished.

No, really. That's exactly how Beautiful Failure was written.

Two shots for William Faulkner.

Three for Carter Black.

Four for my multiple personality disorder. (If only you knew...)


New cover (and hopefully the final one) coming in a few days! :-)
--MC

This shit is NOT lemonade... (Oh and I changed my cover...AGAIN) :-)

Sooo last night, I was in the middle of writing a scene for this book I'm supposed to writing--something called Beautiful Temptation. I think that's the name of it...I think.

Anyway, I was taking a break and realized that there was no more juice in my refrigerator, but there WAS this awesome sweet/sour mix...

Since it was late and I didn't want to add any alcohol, I thought to myself, "What if I drank this stuff by itself? Wouldn't that be just like drinking lemonade?"

No. Fuck no.

Don't get me wrong, it tasted GREAT! I mean, after six cups of it, I was feeling pretty good! But today? The morning after?

My head is throbbing, my heart is beating some type of rhythm that can't be explained, and I'm pretty sure that sitting up shouldn't be this damn hard...

Was it too much sugar? Corn syrup? Someone else has to have done this before! What gives? Tell me!

Sigh.

In other news though, I changed my cover again and this one is fucking awesome! No, really. It has that "New Adult-ish" feel and I can't wait to show it to you!

This is the last time, I swear...I think. :-)

--MC