My Life/Working Notes – April 30, 2015

coras-secret-3DIt feels like a while since I did one of these.

Anyway, Viennese Agreement has been launched, yay!   And behind the scenes, where I write madly away whenever someone will let me, I just finished the manuscript for the fourth book in the Destiny’s Trinities series.

Cora’s Secret was challenging to write. Everyone in the last book figured that what they had was it—three trinities to defeat the Grimoré, and the war would be won by the time (xxxx) <- huge spoiler if you haven’t read them, so I’ve leaving it blank.

So the emergence of a fourth trinity had to be explained. Especially as the fourth trinity popped up in Erie, Pennsylvania.

As there’s only about eight months or so before the anticipated end of the war, that means the trinity couldn’t take over a year to form, like the last one did.

And if the characters in Pennsylvania suddenly started experiencing some of the weird shit that the first three trinities had to deal with, how would they figure out what was happening?

Guess you’ll find out on May 22nd. That’s the official release date of this, the first in the “Second Trinity” part of the series.

And isn’t the cover fabulous?  I love Cora…she’s perfect!

As usual, here’s a snippet.


An Excerpt From: CORA’S SECRET
Copyright © TRACY COOPER-POSEY, 2015
All Rights Reserved.

Rhys got to his feet and moved down the counter to where the man was sitting. He leaned against the counter. “It’s a knock-out day, isn’t it? Good for traveling.”

“It is,” the man agreed coolly.

Up this close, he really did seem to glow. It came from his skin, like the luster inside oyster shells.

“You heading through?” Rhys asked.

The man put down the menu and turned to face him directly. Rhys had a feeling that he was about to tell him to fuck off and mind his own business. Then his gaze flickered over the badge on Rhys’ belt and he relaxed and gave him a friendly smile. “I’m not sure, Sheriff. I’m done driving for the day, that’s for sure. I saw the lake in the distance and thought I’d find a place for the night here. The water looks wonderful.”

“You like water sports, then?” That might explain the glow. A touch of sun. It was late summer, after all.

“I do.” The man’s gaze was pulled away by Betsy as she sauntered over to them with her hand on her hip.

“D’ya for?” she asked. Her gaze flickered toward Rhys. “You need more coffee, Sheriff?”

“I would like another one, yes.”

“Could I get the Cobb salad, please,” the blond man told her.

Yeah, the healthy type. Rhys mentally sighed.

“Sure thing.” Betsy took the menu from him and wandered away. She never seemed to hurry but tables got waited upon with invisible efficiency, anyway. It was another reason Rhys liked coming here.

“I’ll let you get on with your supper.” Rhys turned away, intending to go back to his stool.

“Stay and talk.”

Rhys turned back to him. “Excuse me?”

The man frowned. “I’m sorry…?”

“You said something.”

He shook his head slowly. “Nope.”

Rhys pressed his hand against the counter. “My mistake.”


Check out the book and read the official excerpt here.



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