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The romanticized life of an author goes something like this:
You write one book. It becomes a bestseller. They make it into a movie. You spend the rest of your life in a bathrobe drinking whiskey at noon, having an existential crisis in a beautiful house you don’t deserve, and never writing again.
You are tortured.
You are famous.
Someone is always in love with you for reasons that are unclear.
Maybe some people… like Hank Moody in that show Californication.
But not THIS mo-fo.
MY FULL-TIME AUTHOR LIFE plays out a little somthin’ like this:
You write 12 books in a year. You sleep 4 hours a night. You are your own marketing department, IT department, graphic designer, social media manager, mail room, and customer service. No one is making your book into a movie.
You are not tortured. You are tired.
You are much too busy to notice if anyone loves you, not to mention EXTREMELY PRECIOUS about your books, so you don’t actually care.
Allow me to present a real, actual, legit day in the life of a full-time author…
1:30 AM — Woken up because I am a doorman for two dogs who have never paid rent and also live rent-free in my head 24/7. One of them weighs 130 pounds and has the audacity to look impatient about it.
1:33 AM — Back in bed. Brain immediately loads every single thing I didn’t finish this week. Not gently. Like a browser with 47 tabs opening at once.
1:34 AM — This is because I looked up the words “vibe coding” last weekend and I’m now convinced I can change the world with a swarm of AI agents working in parallel. New pets living rent free in my house, except they get a credit card and live on my Mac Studio.
2:33 AM — Accepting that 4.73 hours of sleep is a win not a loss, I get up and make coffee. It’s morning now. I have declared it. “Let’s Hurt Tonight” is playing on repeat in the background.
2:45 AM — Pat myself on the back for finishing book 6 of Book of Legion yesterday with a cliffhanger that will make people hate me.
This is the actual time right now as I write this, but my days are so predictable I can write the rest of this in advance and be right.
2:50 AM — It’s release day for Scars and Promises so I write a blog post, make a graphic, rinse, repeat for newsletter and social posts. Then put them aside to publish later.
4:30 AM — Do international ARC and giveaway winner mail. Find all the addresses, pack books and print postage.
5:15 AM — Make more coffee. Go down a rabbit hole about things you can’t talk about on the internet. Spend 6 hours asking Claude to explain why the world is so stupid while watching YouTube. This is the most productive part of my day and I will not be taking questions.
6:30 AM – Publish blog post and dive back into the rabbit hole…
9:32 AM – Lay-about dogs start demanding breakfast. Cook for them and tell them ‘all dogs are good‘.
11:45 AM – Realize the post office that is only open 2 hours and 45 minutes a day is closed now so maybe I’ll send that mail tomorrow. Mail-order groceries because clearly my life is too busy and my work too important to actually go to a grocery store.
11:46 AM – Decide to actually do something productive—not writing. The official rule is you don’t have to write the day after you finish a book so I make graphics for project that doesn’t exist yet and has no chance of affecting my bank account, but fuck it, I make them anyway.
3:25 PM – Discover I forgot to send the newsletter. Hurriedly do that.
4:57 PM – Lay-about dogs start demanding dinner and I haven’t eaten all day, so I cook for me too.
6:00 PM – More YouTube, more Claude.
7:30 PM – Decide to plot book 7 in Book of Legion for Monday while promising to get to the post office ‘some day’.
9:50-ish PM – Sleep.
1:30 AM — Wake up because I am a doorman for two dogs who have never pay rent and also live rent-free in my head 24/7.
1:50 AM – Accept that 4.09 hours of sleep is a win not a loss, get up and make coffee. “Let’s Hurt Tonight” is still playing on repeat in the background…
This is the life.
No bathrobe. No whiskey at noon. No movie deal. Just two dogs, a coffee addiction, a Mac Studio full of AI agents I can’t control, and a song called “Let’s Hurt Tonight” on infinite repeat.
And somehow — SOMEHOW — it works.
Allow me to present to you MY PROOF
Scars and Promises is LIVE
And every bit of this weird, complicated life I live on repeat IS FUCKING WORTH IT when I hit publish on a series like this!
Savannah has to face the facts. The Ashbys don’t protect people. They devour innocence and call it charity.
The Badlands MC don’t even know the meaning of the word charity.
Everything is earned. Every act of kindness comes with a price.
Outlaws don’t care about feelings, they care about brotherhood.
How far will you go for the club.
How much will you give for the patch.
It better be everything, or there will be consequences.
Property of.
Infected brand.
Angels and demons.
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The backside of twenty-three?
The cruelest thing hope ever did was show up.
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Legion’s MC is called BADLANDS
If you were the Pres of an outlaw Biker MC, WHAT WOULD YOU CALL YOUR CLUB?
MY ANSWER
I’D CALL MINE
KILL YOUR DARLINGS MC
What’s Yours?
46 Responses
For giveaway I’d name my BC Satan’s Demons
Lone Wolves MC
I’d name mine Badass Bitches. A female only MC.
Smokeshow MC
This is right up my granddaughter’s ally. She would love it.
Queens of Knights MC, all women riders.
Salty Sleighers. Salty because I live near the Gulf of Mexico and it’s salty here. Sleighers because my bike is my sleigh and it’s a pun on the word Slay.
Bleeding Hearts MC
Bad Dragons MC
I’d name mine Rebel Roses. A female MC.
Lilith’s Wings
Armageddon…because that’s the mindset of my band of terrors
Ngl the first thing that popped in my head is ‘We Are MC’ but that’s fucking stupid lmao 🤣 How about ‘Tulips MC’? Like two lips, an all female MC??? …..dear God someone else please name my MC bc clearly I’m terrible at this hahahaha
Yall pay no mind to me. I’m just being silly 😜
😂
I’d name my club Midnight Riders
I would name the mc….Bad Company
Definitely… Fuck It MC
FUCK EVERYBODY MC
Mine would be an all female club and I’d call it Don’t touch our Pussy MC Club
I’d name mine Daughters of Mayhem!
Bad Ass Bikers
I’d name mine fuck around and find out mc
Witches on wheels
Ruff Nek Chicks MC
Hmmmm… How about “The Enders”
Lethal Angels MC. Just ask my husband. There are times he has to take my silverware away from me when we go out to eat because little bitches don’t know how to behave 😈😈
BAB (Bad Ass Bitches)
Or
BAW (Bad Ass Women)
Raw Riders MC
Mayhem & Chaos MC
MACA MC (Men Against Child Assault)
Fallen Angels MC
Twisted Qween’s MC
Deaths Promise
twisted baddies
Out of Line MC
Savage Riders
Scythes and Roses MC or Sickle and Scythes MC
The pink flamingos
Murphy’s Law cause that’s my life🤗
The Ladyboss club
Shadow Sirens!! 😈
Savage Souls
Purple Dragon MC
Lamb Among Wolves
Road Runners MC/MI
Soul Sisters MC/MI
Chain Gang MC/MI
X Rated Raiders MC/MI
Dead Darlings MC
Vegas Vixens
Mental Mommas. Our motto: FAFO.