A Day in the Life of.....
Aria Kane is a recovering mechanical engineer and romance writer. She lives in sunny Florida with her fifty pound mutt who thinks he’s a Chihuahua.
She is the author of ONCE UPON A DARKNESS and A TITAN FOR CHRISTMAS.
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My life, in pictures.
Well, not all my days are exactly the same, but this is what most weekdays are like in my life.
7:30 AM
I wake up to this
8:00 AM
I'm kind of a coffee snob. This is the only way to drink coffee. Filters take away all the flavorful oils!
I take mine sweet as sin and black as night.
9:00 AM
I get to go to work at the most amazing place in the world, doing the most amazing job in the world.
Yep, I'm an event coordinator for my county public library!
12:00 noon
Lunch time! Of course, I'm doing social media and catching up on author-related emails during the break, too.
And no, I don't have pizza for lunch every day. Unfortunatley.
1:00 PM
Did I mention I have an awesome job?
Note: This is not my library. A girl can dream.
6:30 PM
I get home and eat a quick, small dinner while doing some of my freelance work. And hydrate. I drink a ridiculous amount of water.
THROUGHOUT THE DAY
I do social media on my cell phone when I'm waiting for someone, in line at the store, on the toilet (no lie!).
Since I don't have much time for reading, I listen to audiobooks while I drive around.
7:30 PM
3-5 nights per week, I play wallyball.
Wallyball is volleyball, played inside a racquetball court. It helps me stay in shape, which is imperative when you spend as much time as I do hunched over a computer!
10:00 PM
I get home and do whatever chores need to be done.
Though, of course, I get more done in the 15 minutes before someone comes over to the apartment than I do all the rest of the week.
10:30 PM
yep. Wallyball is a sweaty, dirty sport.
11:00 PM
Finally! Some time to write!
I also usually eat a second, small dinner.
~ 1:00 AM
I go to bed after I meet a pre-determined goal, or until I can't deny this "cuddle me" face any longer.
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Gretchen and her twin brother, Hank, were abandoned to a zombie horde when they were five years old. Intended to be a sacrifice by their zealot parents, they were instead rescued by The Company. Raised to become soldiers in the war against zombies, they now provide safe passage through danger zones, one contract at a time.
Clint's only skill is war, but he's weary of killing other men. When his contract with the Marines runs out, he takes a job on Gretchen's team, hoping that the search-and-rescue life will suit him better.
On Clint's second day, their four-man team is attacked, drugged, and taken to a prison full of frightened civilians. The only way in or out is by helicopter and, here, their enemies are human. One by one, the captives are culled from the holding area. Rumors say the facility director uses the prisoners as experimental subjects for the testing of a zombie cure.
When Hank is taken, Clint and Gretchen must put aside their personal feelings and find a way out of the prison, surrounded by thousands of starving zombies, before Hank becomes just one more disposable guinea pig in the hands of a twisted mad woman.
I'm seriously jealous of your job.
ReplyDelete:-) I love it!
DeleteThanks so much for having me, Aislynn!
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome! Love your wake up & go to sleep pal!
ReplyDeleteOhh... such a cute doggie!
ReplyDeleteI think I need to get a coffee pot like you have. Maybe all those flavorful oils are what give you the energy it takes to live your busy life. I wish I had your get up and go! Once Upon a Darkness sounds great. Can wait to read it.
ReplyDeleteI'm not much for zombie stories (I have some issues about zombie) but once in awhile a zombie story would catch my eyes and I would read it. Once Upon a Darkness is one zombie story I would read. Thanks for the interview.
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