I sold Breaking Chance, a SF Romance, to Samhain. *bounce*
The contract is signed and made official 😀  Here’s the unofficial blurb. It has a release date set for Feb 2010

For Melissa ‘Lucky’ Chance, another stretch in Ganymede’s ice-prison would be a breeze. Too bad the judge deciding her fate has other ideas. He needs to make an example and she’s it. With a death sentence on her head, her only chance of escape lies with the man known as the Butcher.

John Ramius, infamous as the Butcher, is an Earth-augmented human. He’s also, under Jovian law, a convicted mass murderer and criminally insane. But is he really? Her government lies. She doesn’t know what to believe. Her doubt should mean she shouldn’t find him so attractive, but hell, her life is crazy. Since when could she resist a beautiful man? And he promises to be…wicked.

Even as they try to escape the forces of Jovian colonies, Ramius will let nothing stand in the way of his imperative, the need that drives him. He has to kill the Jovian leader, the Sun-King. He can’t find rest until he does.

Now Chance is wrapped up in old murders, old lies. And her growing need for Ramius may not be something she can survive.

At the minute, I have the luxury of the house to myself for about six hours during the week whilst the monsters are in school. As I potter about – yes, I am mobile without pain at the minute, yay – I talk over my latest wip to myself.

I realised as I sorted through my make-up bag this morning why I was having trouble with Ramius and Chance. So, I had a chat to myself about it. I don’t think I’m alone in doing this. Other writers do it. I hope…? *gulp*

Something about hearing, feeling the words makes the problem somehow more solvable. I realised why I wanted to head hop between the two characters. They were at a state of realisation. Both of them had to admit to themselves – but not each other, no way! lol – how they felt. They both needed to acknowledge this before I could move them into the final section of the story, where their feelings would get them into a whole heap of trouble! *grin*

So now I know what I have to layer in when I rewrite this couple of thousand words and what to take forward.

Sometimes it’s good to talk…to myself, hehe

Chance is a story that does not want to be written.

I’ve plotted, I’ve printed it out, I’ve stuck it on my ereader to get a different feel for it… but it’s still only creeping up in the 100s of words. I can’t seem to make the break on it, the one that lets my fingers fly through it *sigh*

And with that moan out of the way, it’s back to the wip from hell 😉