Hi everyone, Mod R here. House Andrews have heard your pleas and did a chat with nothing *but* spoilers: on Ruby Fever, the potential Arabella books and the latest Innkeeper book. It is uploaded below. Disclaimer 1: Look me in the paragraphs and repeat after me: Plans discussed in the chat can change! Especially around
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Happy Birthday to Ruby Fever and Discussion Thread
For those of you who haven’t ordered, here are the links one more time for your convenience. A Note to Readers Ruby Fever was an unexpectedly difficult book to write. The pandemic affected us all. Some authors experienced increased productivity. Others authors, like us, felt smothered by it. But the book is finally here. It
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Print Copies of Ruby Fever
Print copies of Ruby Fever have been sighted in the wild. This is a soft release, meaning that the publisher is letting the bookstores put the copies out as soon as they get them. Your best bet are BN and indie stores. We know for a fact that Powells in Oregon will ship copies early.
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Muffins, Trucks, and Deleted Scenes
I meant to post this earlier, but I’m sleep deprived and behind my schedule. Last night Gordon had trouble falling asleep. Normally when that happens, he turns on TV, usually something like Ancient Aliens. We listen to the magic aliens who used a vimana to fly to Antarctica and build secret pyramids, and it puts
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Regina
We are treating you to a deleted scene from Ruby Fever. Mod R would like us to remind you that Fated Blades is released in print today. Michael Latimer was a very large man. It was an unfair description. There were other things one noted about him, things that were more concerning and carried greater
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Ruby Fever Cover Reveal
And here it is! Here is a wallpaper Gene did for us. Amazon Australia has adjusted the price to a much more reasonable $9.99, and it is safe to preorder now. I walked over to Alessandro’s office. He leaned back in his chair, his feet on the table, a phone to his ear. I rapped
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Event Postponed
Going to start this morning with an apology. I know some of you were getting ready for a Zoom event with us and Grace Draven hosted by Ashland Library in conjunction with Bank Square Books, but there was an unexpected development in our schedule. We have to postpone it for a bit. It’s not cancelled.
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Ta-Da!
Dear Erika, Please find enclosed Ruby Fever. It is not the best book we wrote, but it is finished, and we know that you will guide us toward making it even better. Gordon and Ilona Andrews The book is done. Well, the first draft is done, which will likely require substantial edits. But, as of
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Friday Things and Snippet
Patrick and Grace Draven are coming over for dinner tonight. I’m making fajitas. Quick, easy, and customizable. Need to write a big battle for Ruby Fever. Am very sleepy. Need to drink some coffee. Need to run an errand. ::Throws snippet. Runs off:: I found Linus in the motor pool. He had carved out a
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Tiny Snippet
No time for a blog post. :: Throws the snippet and runs away:: “It’s like talking to a wall,” Leon said.Arabella turned her head and hit him with a death glare. “Did you even try to negotiate?”“I did.”“How did that go? Walk me through it.”He shrugged. “I went in and met Michael. A somber looking
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We Are Dumb
This weekend Gordon and I finally figured out Catalina’s character arc for Ruby Fever. We had written it in. We had grounded it in the previous novels. We had dove-tailed Alessandro’s conflict into hers. And neither of us had recognized that we had done all that, because in one of the pivotal scenes we had
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Unexpected Visitors
He was a very large man. It was an unfair description. There were other things one noted about him, things that were more concerning and carried greater weight. The way he moved, for example, with athletic grace. The way he sat, elegant, poised, relaxed, but conveying a coiled readiness. The razor-sharp intellect shining in his
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