Jasper in January is the title of the next book I plan to release in my year in romance series. I've written the first three chapters, but keep getting distracted. Curse you ADHD! That said, I attended my second writer's group locally. This time a different city, and I found a group I actually liked. This is a big deal. I don't always gel with others. Mainly because I'm an introvert trying to pretend I'm extroverted. We went over some characterization sketches. Using a police sketch to describe the outside of our character. We're doing the inner work next time. So far I've got a 24-year-old female, over five feet tall with a sharp nose, and an oval face. She's got no visible scars, has a fringe bang, with long dark hair with blonde highlighting. She has one tattoo of a goalie helmet, number 35. She's also got some priors for rioting during the Stanley Cup, which I didn't know until yesterday, and it cracked me up because I can envision it so clearly. The priors will not go over well, because the character is about to be investigated for a murder she didn't commit. She has no previous medical history but will have one after she's had a hole ripped in her best outfit. I also sold another book, yay me. Sales have been slower than molasses in January. I haven't sunk any cash into advertising but my husband thinks I've lost my marbles because I want to. Poor man. Surprised he didn't realize I'd lost them 15 years ago. Around the same time I married him. Anyhow, this book isn't going to write itself so I'd best get back to it. I'll throw it up for you all to have a look at, since I'm sure it will have the snot edited out of it.