I bet you are wondering why the DWD have been so quiet lately, huh? I assure you: only in the real world, not the fictional one we enjoy.

If you promise not to tell our author, I’ll give you an update…

She’s got a title and a decent start on LAC 11. She was smart and left us in a pancake restaurant named Stacked, carafes of coffee just having been delivered. And Earl for Claudia! Jesus, don’t forget the Earl! It’s a Ginny and Kris weekend, so I am sure we will need both strength and caffeine.

Most of her time (and consequently our own) has been spent on writing the story of how Claudia and I got together. Some of you, not unlike Alison, would refer to that as “how the nerd got the cheerleader.” But after hanging out with us for ten books, you should know by now that things are not always what they appear to be. You will have to wait and see.

Anyway, the Kate Loves Claudia Saga does not yet have a title, but it’s doing pretty good in the word-count department.

As always, I will keep cracking the whip.

Lesbian Adventure Club: Book 10 will be officially released January 4 in ebook with paperback to follow shortly thereafter.

However…

After some tense negotiations with the powers that be and a fat man in a red sooty suit… The DWD (that’s us) get to pre-release the bugger to all those who have been waiting so impatiently for it (that’s you). Yep, the ebook will be released Wednesday morning in our bookstore. And to say Merry Christmas and thanks for loving us the way you do (blush), we’ve got a coupon that’ll get you the ebook at half price. Just enter “MerryHighFive” during checkout before the year ends, and viola, it’s a cheap Christmas with the DWD.

We really do appreciate you, and we hope you have a merry Christmas (or a damn good Friday if you don’t celebrate). And here’s to an incredible new year for all of us (hold the champagne for me, thanks).

Yep, it is! What a ride it has been!

Likely title: Likely Suspects

Blurb: The crew goes traveling … all the way back to 1930. Suddenly, they are strangers, supposedly spending a nice relaxing weekend at the mayor’s mansion. But something sinister hangs in the air. It’s a whodunit as only the DWD could do it.

The blessed cover:

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Buy the complete set of LAC paperbacks in our bookstore and receive the 9th book free. Yep, that’s free Spiders! Apparently when it comes to spiders, you have to give them away.

For all you whiners out there… LAC 10 is still unfinished, but it is getting there. I tried to swipe the other completed chapters, but she stopped me. Something about big pictures and cohesiveness. Yeah, yeah. And… The series has now exceeded 375,000 words! As the narrator, I wonder if that qualifies me as “verbose.”

In our quest for DWD world domination, we have made great strides!

We have our own bookstore! LesbianAdventureClub.com will get you access to our ebooks and paperbacks. The ebooks over there have a few additional formats: ePub, eReader, and Rocket. You can order paperbacks, autographed or untouched.

The bookstore also has an affiliate program, meaning you can earn some coffee money sending people over there. Send enough, and well, you could afford to buy Crappie Cabin.

We have our own publishing imprint. Yep, the powers that be gave us Don’t Waste Daylight. Wonder where the hell they got that idea.  Still, it’s pretty damn cool.

So, yes, awesome strides, but what I really wanna know: Where the hell is the rest of LAC 10? Stomp your feet, people! Get Roz on the writer ball!

Funny how the author writes mysteries but isn’t alert enough to see me swipe the chapters she completes. You’d think she’d pay attention a bit better. Lucky for you guys, that is not the case. Below is Chapter 4 from the still unfinished, still untitled Lesbian Adventure Club: Book 10.

I lowered the paper to my side and fully expected laughter or maybe some comedic concern for the detained delinquent duo. But, this was a mystery, and that meant I had no frickin’ clue what was up and what was down.

A moment of stuporous silence passed before the room shook.

"Out on bail? Out on bail?" Gertie shrieked. "What the hell did you do, Kris?"

"I didn’t do anything," she loudly defended. Her face sported a red-hot hue.

The detective apparently detected a ding in the defense. "All right, what did Dr. Amah Fraud do?"

"Um…" Red turned crimson. "Experiments," she admitted with shame that did not at all seem feigned.

Shovel dug deeper, "What kind of experiments?"

Amah hemmed and hawed before admitting, "Experiments … um … on children … testing the effects of stress on children." Nervously, she shifted her legs and rubbed her forehead. "I really don’t like this game."

In perfect synch, hands darted to cover mouths and keep the laughter from escaping.

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I am not the most inconspicuous of thieves. I barely escaped with my life this time. And trust me, a few backspaces by the author and I do indeed cease to exist.

You all owe me BIG for nabbing the Chapter 3 of the still unfinished, still untitled Lesbian Adventure Club: Book 10!

If you need a recap or aren’t up to speed yet, Chapter 1 is here, Chapter 2 is here, and Chapter 3 is below.

As Clyde uncorked the cognac, my eyes did a circuit of the room for the thirtieth time. Convinced I had overlooked neither the obvious nor the obscure, I conceded that Alberta had wordlessly taken leave. Maybe she needed the bathroom. Maybe she went screaming down the street in pursuit of Earl. Maybe she had a severe aversion to cognac. Maybe I had no clue where she had gone. The best I could do was trust they hadn’t turned her into a corpse; I would not have liked that, fiction or not. Kidnapping crossed my mind, and I promptly decided I didn’t want to entertain that idea either. I resolved to give her five minutes before my busybody self embarked on a mission of making sure nothing was wrong.

Soon, Clyde got to me, and I outstretched our glasses. "Easy on this one, Clyde," I said, wobbling the goblet in my left hand.

Knowingly, he nodded. "Best to stay sober in this situation," he recommended with a smile that upturned but one side of his mouth.

As he leaned closer to pour, I quietly inquired, "Do you know what’s going on, Denny?"

He shook his head. "They wouldn’t trust us. They said telling Noelle was the same as telling Holly, and telling Holly… Well, you get the idea." He finished pouring and added, "Good luck, Kate." Then he moved on to Joan, and the two of them started chatting up a sibling storm.

I eased back into my spot on the couch and took a sip of the amber beverage, far from amused when my throat burned closed and threatened to refuse entry. Finally, I successfully swallowed.

Nearly watering, my eyes scanned again, and this time, I saw Alberta. With an incredibly cocky smile, she sauntered through the room, took a seat next to me, and proceeded to bob a tea bag in the cup she held.

Curious as hell, I took a whiff. "Earl!" I gasped. When she smugly nodded, I asked, "Where the hell did you find him?"

"I didn’t find him," she quietly replied. "I found my connections." She snickered and tilted close enough to whisper, "I have enough tea bags stashed in my bra for the entire weekend."

"In your bra?" I whisper-shrieked. "You let Earl in your bra?"

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