Writing Update

Writing Update

Hey everyone, I hope you had a lovely weekend! I did: I had a lovely birthday celebration on Friday with my husband, spent most of Saturday reading, and Sunday I cooked a yummy lunch and then did the edits for my upcoming release Regaining Trust. A perfect combination of lazy and busy. 

My parents sent me flowers for my birthday. Isn’t it a lovely, fall-y bouquet? 😍

I’ve continued my morning writing routine: I get up early every morning and meet my writing buddies online at 6AM my time, so I have lots of things going on. Let me tell you about them: 

Regaining Trust is of course available for pre-order. 

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Pre-order at JMS Books (20% off pre-orders)

My New Year’s Eve story, the one I told you about in an earlier post is finished and submitted to JMS Books. I named it Resolutions for an Arbitrary Holiday, it will be released on December 30, and I have a blurb. Wanna see? 

Two strangers, a twisted ankle, an ancient stone ship, and a New Year’s Eve they’ll never forget.

Petter sneaks out of the New Year’s party he didn’t want to go to and treks to an old burial site he’s dying to see. Alone. Without telling anyone on a freezing December night. Without cell service…a huge problem when he twists his ankle.

Someone passes by Isak’s house on the path leasing to the stone ship. When the person never returns, Isak worries and sets off to investigate. What he finds is Petter, a pack of sparklers, and an instant connection.

Under a starry sky, they learn they have a lot in common. Will the attraction burn hot and fizzle out like the fireworks going off over their heads when they return to the real world? Or will it deepen, grow, and turn into something real? Something everlasting like the stone ship?

Furthermore, I have two finished stories in various stages of edits. #SlidingIntoMyDMs is the name of one of them, for a JMS inhouse submission call, where the theme is love found on social media. My story is about two old acquaintances, Moss and Eddy, reconnecting on Instagram where Moss slides into Eddy’s DMs. It’s currently at 21500 words and almost ready for betas. 

The second story is called They Met in the Library, and it’s about Adrian the bowtie wearing librarian and Manne, a dyslexic. It’s currently at 17658 words and needs one more thorough edit before I can send it to betas. The story has been a bit of a bother, and I’ve struggled with wrestling it into shape, so I’m letting it rest for a couple weeks before the next edit. I need a bit of distance to it, to make sure I don’t miss anything. 

I’m also in the middle of writing a currently nameless story about Otis and Kirby, and a spoiled little dog named Princess. I scrolled past the image below in my Instagram feed a few weeks back, and it inspired me to write this story. 

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Gay, Swedish artist Magnus Carlsson walking his new dog, holding an umbrella over the dog but not himself. 

I’m also on Pinterest now, if that’s your thing. One of my writing buddies says it’s her favorite social media place, so I thought “why not?” I’ve just recently started, though, and still trying to understand how it all works, so I don’t have a ton of content. But here’s the link if you want to follow me

Lots of updates today, and I’ll just throw in one more before I go. You haven’t forgotten about my super-short flashfic sequel to 9 Willow Street, right? 

9WS andthentheywerethree

Hannes and Mattis have been happily married and heartbound for two years when a tiny, one-eared rabbit shifter kit hops into their lives and seems reluctant to leave…

This free story is a short glimpse into Hannes and bunny shifter Mattis’ happily ever after.

M/M Paranormal / 2240 words



Sunday cover love

Do you ever see a cover that you just adore, that you drool over and seriously consider printing and framing it and hanging it on the wall? Or is it just me? 😁 Lately, I’ve come across a few covers like that, and I thought I’d share them with you.

Disclaimer: I’ve only read one of the books, so I cant speak to if the other three are good or not. What I can say is that I drool over all four of these. Aren’t they pretty? 😍

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Florentine | The Unbroken Circle | The Curse of Flight | Summerweek

The one I’ve read is Summerweek by Katherine Traylor. It was a lovely story, matching the wonderful cover, so if you’re in the mood for a F/F romance, second chances about a queen and her lady-in-waiting, this is the perfect story for you. Clickety-click the link above to buy it.

Sometimes, when I see a really pretty cover, I get scared to read the book because what if it’s not good enough to match the cover? I agree that it sounds a bit drama-queen-ish, but I’ve had it happen to me, so I’m traumatized 😁

To be perfectly honest, I wish I had the R.G. Hendrickson cover for one of my books. But alas, it wasn’t meant to be! 😁

Tell me about a pretty cover you’ve seen that you just want to print and hang on your wall!

About Nell

Happy Birthday to me!

Hi everyone. Today is my birthday, so I found a birthday tag on the Internet, that I thought would be fun. 

When is your birthday?
Today. September 11. Not the best day as birthdays go; I spent my 29th birthday watching planes fly into tall buildings on a repeat loop. And then 2 years later, 2003, Anna Lindh, the Swedish Minister of Foreign Affairs was murdered on my birthday… so yeah 🙈

How old are you turning?
48, baby! I love being in my forties.

What was your favorite present that you’ve ever received?
Probably diving lessons, back in 2015. Me and hubby vacationed on Gili Air, Indonesia and we have a friend living there. He used to be a diving instructor, so he gifted me beginner’s diving lessons for my birthday. It was awesome.

Are you having a party this year?
No. I’ve done enough partying in my life. I gave myself the moniker The Party Princess when I was younger, but I’ve outgrown that now. This evening’s plans are Italian cold cuts, wine, vinyl records, and going to bed early. Like I said; no more party princess 😁

How do you usually celebrate your birthday?
Dinner and wine.

What was the most memorable birthday that you had?
Probably 9/11 2001, for obvious reasons. Best memorable is the diving lessons.

If you had an unlimited amount of money what would you do for your birthday?
A regular year (as in a year without a global pandemic when we’re allowed to travel), I’d go to the Maldives and stay in a fancy water villa. Something like this. And I’d bring my daughter and her fiancé, and we’d have a lovely, lazy family vacation in the ocean! (My daughter and I both used to be fish in an earlier life, I’m certain of it!)

What’s your birthday wish list?
A covid-19 vaccine? If that’s too much to ask, I want my granddaughter to be born healthy and safe.

If you only had one birthday left, what would you do for your birthday?
See Maldives fantasy above.

Show a picture from your birthday, preferably an embarrassing one
Nope, sorry, no embarrassing pictures 😁 But here’s a pic from my diving birthday of me and my friend/diving instructor, going through the basics in the pool.


Do you have any birthday traditions?
Probably dinner and wine?

What’s your favorite part about your birthday?
I don’t know really. To be perfectly honest it feels more and more like any other day of the year. But all the well-wishes from friends and family, I guess?

What’s one thing that changed a lot since your last birthday?
Last year, I lived in Malaysia and now I live in Sweden. Huge change. Another huge change is that I’m becoming a grandmother for the first time any day now.

Have you ever been thrown a surprise party?
Yes. The first year I lived in Malaysia, 2012, was the year I turned 40. My husband also turned 40 that year (in February), so when we were in Sweden in May, our friends threw us a joint surprise birthday party. It was fabulous. That’s probably the last time I had an actual birthday party, come to think of it. 😁

That was all the questions. Do you have any birthday traditions? 🙂 

Have a great weekend! 

9 Willow Street

9 Willow Street: And Then They Were Three

Do you remember this summer, when I did this for JMS Books 10-year anniversary celebration? I did something else: I expanded the short flashfic and made it longer (still very short though!!) and my fabulous publisher agreed to do this:

9WS andthentheywerethree

Sequel to 9 Willow Street

Hannes and Mattis have been happily married and heartbound for two years when a tiny, one-eared rabbit shifter kit hops into their lives and seems reluctant to leave …

This free story is a short glimpse into Hannes and bunny shifter Mattis’ happily ever after.

M/M Paranormal / 2240 words



Yes, that’s right! The flashfic will be published! And it will be free! So if you’re the kind of person who doesn’t read blogs and missed the story, now’s your chance. Or if you just really love Hannes, Mattis, and the little rascal, and want the story on your e-reader so it’s yours forever.

Isn’t that just great?? 💃 (‹- me doing the happy dance)

Regaining Trust

Regaining Trust – excerpt

Today, it’s 22 days until the release of Regaining Trust, and I thought that I’d tease you a little with an excerpt. The sneak peak is from the first chapter, and the main conflict is in the blurb, so I there’s no need for a spoiler warning. I’m adding the blurb first though, if you’ve managed to miss it 🙂

Pre-order at JMS Books


Frankie swallows several times before he speaks. “You’re home.”

I nod; my throat suddenly closing up and making it impossible for me to produce a sound.

His hands twitch, as though he wants to reach out and touch me. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.

I nod again.

“You have to believe me. I’m so, so sorry.” He chokes on the words.

I force my mouth to cooperate. “I believe you.”

His gaze meets mine, penetrates my very soul as he searches for answers. “But you’re angry.”

I avert my gaze. Am I angry? Heartbroken, devastated, yes. Is my trust betrayed? Yes. But angry? I don’t know. In the end, I settle for a shrug.

“Will you talk to me? Or at least listen when I talk?”

I scrub my palm over my face and hang my head. “I’m tired, Frankie.”

“Please, please, please.”

I straighten. “Not tonight. I have tomorrow off. We’ll talk tomorrow.”


“Go to bed. I need a shower.”

“Will you join me? After?”


He jerks as though I slapped him.

“I need some space,” I explain.

He curls up even more and swallows a whimper. “I understand. You take the bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“You’re too tall for the couch.”

“I don’t care. I deserve to be uncomfortable.”

I don’t have the energy to argue so I nod and get up and walk into our bedroom without looking back at him. After my shower, I pull on an old T-shirt and soft sleep pants—more armor—but as I climb into bed, I remember Frankie curled into a tiny ball on our too-short couch, and I sigh.

I grab a blanket from the closet and one of his pillows from the bed and return to the den. He’s not sleeping but he doesn’t say anything when I enter, only follows my movements with his gaze as I approach.

“Head up,” I mumble and when he obeys, I slide the pillow underneath him, then spread the blanket over his curled-up frame.

To avoid looking at him, I don’t linger. As soon as I’m done, I turn and start walking away.

His broken voice stops me. “Why are you always so thoughtful? Even now?”

I want to walk away without answering his question, but I promised myself a long time ago to always communicate, to not be like my parents, so I can’t ignore him. It’s not who I am.

“I love you,” I say. “I don’t just stop loving you, no matter what.”

“You love me.” He sounds as though he hasn’t expected me to say it ever again.

I nod, back still turned to him. “But I don’t know if that’s enough. Sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow.”