It’s here, at last, this second: the prophesied 4th novel in the Deadgirl series. Grab it on Kindle or Paperback by clicking on those very words right now, or add it on Goodreads by clicking that word. The internet is fun.
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DEADGIRL: DAYBREAK Releases Today
Deadgirl: Daybreak Available for Pre-Order
That’s right, folks, the Kindle edition of DEADGIRL: DAYBREAK can be pre-ordered on Amazon right now and delivered to your device o’choice on February 20th.
Continue readingDEADGIRL: DAYBREAK Gets a Publish Date (and a Cover)
Hey everyone! If you’ve been following me or my books, you know it’s taken a while for this last novel in the Deadgirl series to hit the streets, as the kids say (the kids do not say this). Turns out a three-year serious family medical journey and a pandemic is a real kick in the nards to creativity.
Anyway! I have good news and hopefully not bad news for those excited to read the final adventure of Lucy Day and Team Deadgirl.
Continue readingWhere to Find BC Johnson on the Interwebs
(Updated 8/03/2023)
Hey everybody! I’ll be pinning this blog on my Twitter account, where I’ll no longer be active. I’ll try to keep this updated as the vagaries of fate shift social media in directions I dig.
If you’re still interested in hearing my bullshit and/or hanging out parasocially, you can find me here:
Continue readingWhy “Deadgirl: Daybreak” is Delayed
Because I suck.
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Okay, But Seriously Why is “Deadgirl: Daybreak” Delayed?
At the end of “Deadgirl: Goneward,” which is also the last book, there’s a little tag saying “Deadgirl: Daybreak” will drop in Spring 2018. As you may or may not be aware, it’s Spring 2018. And as you also may or may not be aware, you don’t own “Deadgirl: Daybreak” because it’s not possible to own it. Why? Well, mostly because I failed.
Deadgirl: Goneward Cover Reveal
Coming May 30th, 2017! Here’s the cover, by the hyper-talented artist Andrea Garcia.
Deadgirl: Goneward
Deadgirl 3 is officially on its way, and I cooked up a little promo poster:
Deadgirl Sequel Out Now, Author Pees in Excitement
Hey, good and gentle peoples who read this blog! I try not to spam you guys because you’re all so attractive and swell individuals, but it’s not every day the sequel to your first book comes out. Which it did. It does. For me. I mean.
My book is out today. Kindle / Ebook / Phone right now, but the paperback is coming soon. Anyway, I’d really appreciate it if you checked it out or at the very least sent the word along to someone you think might dig it. Anyway, here are the links to Amazon and then I’ll leave you alone I promise.
Here are the Amazon pages for Deadgirl: Ghostlight and the original Deadgirl if you missed it. They’re basically Buffy the Vampire Slayer-style adventure/thrillers narrated by a smartass.
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The Asshole’s Guide to Editing: #4
Previous Guides: #1, #2, and #3.
Last time: Solin walked down a single street. No, seriously. Also he vaulted over a cow, I guess?
EXCERPT
The Morali land was large, but Solin was soon at his destination (passive – watch those “was”es). A copse of trees rose up in the middle of the plains, following the course of a wide stream that broke off of the Sabrienne river to the east. As he got closer he slowed down, both for fear of disturbing his friend and simple exhaustion. He slowed to a jog, and finally a brisk walk (unnecessary comma, the sequel), allowing his muscles to stretch out and his blood to slow down. (Okay. This is a common move I still have to try hard to keep out of my writing. So first I said “he slowed down.” Then, in the next sentence, I DESCRIBE what slowing down is. In case you don’t know. It’s partially my tendency to over-explain, and partially an artifact from the first draft. This kind of thing is okay in a first draft because it’s really just telling the story to yourself. Later drafts need to be leaner. Take out the tell “he slowed down” and leave a punchier remnant of the show, like “His run decayed into a jog, then a leisurely stroll.”) It felt good to be tired, properly exhausted. Solin didn’t fear toil; he was just terrible at it. (STAHP. We get it. We all get it.)