Sinful Secrets Cookbook!

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You are definitely going to want to, because not only are you going to get a sneak peek at my all new DARK DARK DARK country music star romance, but YOU CAN ALSO GET A FREE COOKBOOK!

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It’s almost NANOWRIMO! November Author Goals

It’s been a hot second since I updated the old website. As anyone who follows along with my newsletter or catches a post from my sporadically updated social media accounts, you’re probably well aware by now that the keep in touch with my readers and fellow authors side of this business is something I’m pretty much a garbage human at.

That being said, I’m trying to get better. In fact, it’s one of my goals for the month ahead! As an indie author, I’m doing my best to learn how to balance it all, and now that my health is back on track (FINALLY FUCKING YAY) I feel like I have the mental energy to dedicate to branching out beyond just writing, publishing, and repeating.

As you probably heard by now (and are possibly sick of hearing about already) Nanowrimo 2019 is upon us. I have to admit, I’ve never successfully uploaded a manuscript by midnight on the 30th to get a win. I frequently write 50,000 words per month (and more. and throw a lot of them in the garbage, too!) but this year, I want to see it all the way through and actually ‘win.’

I’m not doing a typical start to finish Nanowrimo because that’s not going to work with my upcoming publishing schedule, but I am going to write a lot of words. 90,000 to be exact.

Some of them will be dedicated to finishing LAW – Indignant Few MC Book 3 and getting it off to the editor. This book is about 3/4 of the way done, and I am loving Law and Sage so much, I feel like they might end up getting a spinoff series of their own. For real. It’s exciting watching this book come together even though it’s so far outside of my comfort zone, and my process has completely derailed from the norm.

Another big chunk of the words will be dedicated to writing ROSEY – Indignant Few MC Book 4 which is set for a late December release. I actually am writing this side by side with Law and it seems to be seriously helping me stay consistent in terms of character traits and time frames. (Editor will be very proud, I hope!) Plus, it’s nice to project hop a little when the words just aren’t coming out.

If I finish those two tasks, I’m moving on to a super fun top secret project that’s going into a charity anthology affiliated with a book signing I’m doing this summer. More details on that in the near future. I’m excited to dive into this project because it’s going to be one of the smuttiest, raunchiest, off the wall, twistiest things I’ve ever touched. I’m all about leveling up in 2020, and this is going to be a little primer in that experience.

90,000 words. That’s my goal. 3k a day doesn’t sound so daunting on paper. It looks pretty nice in my planner. I also have a sister who’s due any day, a cousin who’s due any week, one of the busiest bar weeks of the year in terms of my day job, turkey to eat, Christmas decorations to put up, a charity fundraiser for our local library sprinkled somewhere in there, and of course, Law is actually being launched.

What could possibly go wrong?

You can follow along on my instagram if you want the play by play. I’m sure my mid-month meltdown is going to be a great one. If you like pictures of crying women eating whole ass cakes, I can assure you, that’s probably going to happen. For now, I’m optimistic, though.

Here’s to a strong month full of lots of wins for all my nano friends! If you’re playing along, add me as a buddy – I’m DejaV – and I’ll do my best to cheer you on as we write a whole novel in 30 days!

That’s all for now.



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Shout out to Love in Panels for putting together this lovely auction, also for describing it much more eloquently than I can.

I’m so delighted to be participating in this amazing silent auction for the nonprofit organization RAICES with so many talented authors and service providers, and I’d love it if you checked it out.

I have up for grabs a six month subscription for Kindle Unlimited along with an autographed copy of Judas: Indignant Few MC if that rings your bell, but there are a ton of other great books and service packages for authors available, too.

For more information, you can check out Love In Panels.

Have a lovely week.



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It’s Law Time!

Well hello, my terribly neglected blog!

While Iโ€™d like to say I spent the summer outside on epic adventures, avoiding unnecessary screen time, and just generally being a wilderness hippie, that would be false. While it was a pleasant summer, and I did pick enough berries to make my biggest batch of freezer jam yet, my old weary body is taking a little bit longer than Iโ€™d like to recover from mono.

Blackberry and strawberry jam fresh out of the forest!

I think Iโ€™ve rounded a corner, though, and my mental stamina is starting to come back. Thatโ€™s been the hardest part of this whole ordeal. As much as Iโ€™ve wanted to sit down and crank out the whole Indignant Few MC series this summer, I just didnโ€™t have the brain power. Itโ€™s hard as a writer to not be able to write no matter how hard you try. Itโ€™s painful. Itโ€™s depressing. But Iโ€™m finally coming around. Iโ€™m ready to get back to the grind. I NEED to write. I can feel it in my bones.

(Husband also needs me to start writing and running again, because Iโ€™m driving him up the wallโ€ฆ)

So, I have finished plotting Law, mainly with the help of the book Take Off Your Pants by Libbie Hawker. While Iโ€™ve always danced somewhere in between sticking to Romancing the Beats and doing a lot of pantsing, I have found Libbieโ€™s method SO SO helpful with taking things to another level.

With her book, I learned how to plot out Lawโ€™s entire character arc, then plot out Sageโ€™s independently as well. Then you kind of just weave them together, and itโ€™s a little bit of magic. (And a lot of humping, but yaโ€™ll knew that already).

So now, I have this map in my hand, completely ready to go, and all I have to do is take the first step. It sounds too good to be true. Iโ€™ll probably find a way to screw it up, but as of right this moment, Iโ€™m optimistic.

Moonstone elephants, loud colors, gel pens… coffee stain… pretty much me in a nutshell

I decided to share the journey of Law from start to finish with you guys this month so stay tuned for lots of teasers! I feel like these are my favorite characters yet – undercover agents who have seen some shit together, friends with benefits who both want a little something more, lies, deception, kinky bathroom sex, betrayal, and testing the boundaries of club loyaltyโ€ฆ all for LOVE! Itโ€™s going to be juicy. So I better get to it.

If you want to make sure youโ€™re one of the first people to get your hands on Law: Indignant Few MC Book 3 – set to release November 2019, you can grab your preorder copy here!

To catch up on the first two books in the Indignant Few MC: Judas and Breaker – visit my Amazon profile here!

To stay up to date on all things Deja Voss – you can join my mailing list here!

I promise next week I will have some teaser to entice you as I get these words down on the paper.



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Finding my Artist’s Way – aka how Judas damn near killed me

Ready for a long sob story and a lot of gross oversharing? SWEET!

Today I decided to recommit to the amazing 12 week program that is The Artist’s Way. If you haven’t heard of the book by Julia Cameron, I highly reccomend you check it out.

I completed the full 12 weeks in the summer of 2017 when I was going through an intense bout of wtf am I doing with my life.ย I even kept up with morning pages through the start of 2018. At that point in time, I didn’t really identify myself as a writer or an artist, even though I was dabbling heavily in oil pastels and abstract art, and had always had a quiet calling inside of me to start writing books. I just knew the path I was going down was a hot mess, and my relationship with my husband and mental health were suffering as a result. I didn’t do it hoping to make a career out of art, but instead to start inviting creativity into my life.

Long story short… it worked. Starting in January of 2018, when researching ‘how to sell books on Amazon’ – which in my mind meant physically buying books from thrift stores and selling them on Amazon to accompany my ebay side hustle, I instead got sucked into this idea that maybe… I shouldn’t be selling other people’s books. I should be writing and selling my own. I did the logical thing and started cranking out nasty ass erotica (those pen names will go to the grave with me, fam), trying to learn the publishing process. I joined forums. I read everything I could get my hands on.

It felt so fucking liberating tossing my perfectionism aside and just creating something that people would enjoy. Making a little pocket change on the side didn’t hurt, either.

It was all downhill from there in the most delicious way. Before I knew it, I was overwhelmed by the brothers of the Mountain Misfits MC (and Olive and Esther… those two bitches could not be silenced), their stories flying off my fingertips as I learned as much as I possibly could about this business. I was having a fucking blast, and my inner artist was so joyful just doing something that I’d only dreamt of doing as a kid. Life was good.

But somewhere along the way, things got a little weird. I started getting obsessive. I started isolating myself because I didn’t want anyone in my everyday life to know what I was up to. At my grandmother’s funeral, a trusted family member leaked my secrets, and I became the butt of everyone’s jokes, and for some reason my creepy uncle thought that because I write steamy novels I was open to him publicly groping me while I stood over her casket. (I also got so blacked out drunk afterwards I got banned from two bars in my hometown, fell asleep in my parents’ yard, and threw up for the next week straight.) That was the beginning of my downhill spiral.

From that day forward, I wanted to be taken seriously for my work. I wasn’t just going to write the books, I was going to become an indie powerhouse. I was going to write the best fucking books, I was going to be the best fucking marketer, I was going to succeed no matter what the cost to my physical or mental wellbeing.

I started getting really sick in October. Balancing my full time job and obsessively trying to find this undefinable ‘success’ was turning my immune system to complete garbage. I started cutting off friends. I wasn’t spending much time with my husband because when I wasn’t working, I was sleeping. I started lashing out at people I cared about if they even breathed in my direction in a way that was displeasing to me. I was treated for an upper respiratory tract infection. I tried to pretend like I was better after two weeks of steroids and inhalers. I was not even close.

I constantly felt like I had a lump in the back of my throat. Swallowing even water was sometimes enough to send me into a choking fit. I was wheezing a lot. I strapped on a happy face and went into complete denial mode, promising myself if I wasn’t better the week after Thanksgiving (which is one of the busiest weeks of the year at my full time job) I’d go to the doctor.

When I finally dragged myself into her office right before Christmas, I was on my last leg. I hadn’t been working out because I felt like shit all day every day. I quit alcohol. I quit coffee. I wasn’t doing any self care aside from this strange compulsion to soak in the bathtub twice a day. I was diagnosed with strep and pneumonia. You’d think that would be enough to make me take it easy for a minute, but I was on a newbie career high. Bound by Steel was when I really started seeing the fruits of my writing pay off. Rising Son rolled around and the Amazon algorithm smiled down on me, pushing me to go harder, proving that if I was just diligent enough, if I just wrote fast enough, I was going to have the career of my dreams, and all my problems were going to be solved.

I wrote Twisted Fates in two weeks. Over Christmas. With strep and pnemonia. (Please don’t shoot me, but in retrospect, it really fucking showed.)

Long story short, I never got better. By 10PM every night my throat was so sore, I was in tears. I bombed myself with nyquil. I took allergy meds out the ass every day, because it was suggested that that was what was still wrong with me. Trying to write Ascension was one of the hardest things I ever did. I wanted to be able to celebrate completing a series. Instead, I was failing. At everything.

Not only was my muse pretty much up and dead, everyone in my real life was about ready to wash their hands of me because they didn’t understand how sick I was. I was still showing up every day, but I was in pain. I was like a hurt dog, come near me and I’m gonna bite your face off.

Still, my dumbass persisted. I wanted to start this new series. The Indignant Few were already becoming so vivid to me. I couldn’t wait to get their stories out there (and show off the sexy covers I’d commissioned!)

I wrote 50,000 words of Judas and decided it was shit.

To be fair, it was.

The romance wasn’t clicking because it wasn’t between the right two people. The other guys in the club weren’t hitting like I wanted them to. It was a hot fucking mess and the only good part about what I’d created was that I realized I needed an intervention. Big time.

I went back to the doctor.

I had mono.

All this time, I’d been self destructing. I always thought booze or guys with face tattoos would be my ruin, and instead it was Flonase and ‘work ethic.’

My diagnosis brought me a kind of joy I hadn’t experienced since my grandmother’s funeral. Maybe that’s sick of me to say, but having a medical professional tell you to stop and you will get better was all I needed to hear.

Since then, I’ve been resting, relaxing, unraveling a year of self destruction, and figuring out exactly what I want from this life. My husband stepped up to the plate big time. I layed in bed and played Candy Crush. I watched so much trash TV, and loved every minute of it. I slept 16 hours a day, didn’t answer text messages, and didn’t even open my computer one time. It was a luxury that I never thought I could afford, getting myself well again at all costs. Even though I felt physically terrible, my mental state grew happier and happier.

When I finally sat down to finish Judas from the ground up, it flew from my fingers like I was blissfully writing away at my silly erotica stories all over again. Is it perfect? HELL NO. Is it better than anything I’ve written so far?

I’m gonna go out on a limb and say yes.

That book I almost died for wasn’t even worth the effort, because when I finally got my shit back together, the one that came out of me was a million times better.

When all was said and done, I vowed that that chapter in my life was officially closed. I’m never going to that sick sad place again. I’m never letting my greed or pride or ego murder my artist and my body ever again.

I ordered myself a shiny new 2019 planner. Sure the year is almost halfway over (which means this planner was more than halfway priced LOL), but for me, it’s just starting. I sat down and tried to set my intention and goals for the next 90 days.

The only thing that really mattered to me right now was getting back home again. Back to a state of health, a state of creativity and joy, a state of purpose… 90 days of enjoying life. Of course that includes writing, but writing with LOVE, because even though I like twisted stories about messy people, at the end of the day, love always wins!

I promise I’ll check in and let you know how my progress is coming along during this round of the Artist’s Way. I know it’s going to be good. It’s just one small step in making me the author you guys deserve. It’s just one small step in getting back home.

If you stuck it out through all this, bless your heart.

If at this point, you’re just like… that’s nice… can you please show us this damn book you’ve been ranting about – here’s a teaser. And a link. Have fun. It’s on sale until June 6th for $2.99 and free in KU.ย 

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I miss blogging.

As you’ve probably noticed if you’ve visited my website at any point in time – it’s a hot mess. It’s a dumpster fire. I rarely update it, and when I do… ugh.

To be honest, I never really connected with the idea of setting up an author website for myself. I am not a salesperson, even though the indie author business requires a hearty dose of selling yourself. I’ve never considered myself an especially interesting person… I prefer to let my characters do the talking.

That being said, way way back, I used to do a ton of blogging. From livejournal days (cringe!) to fitness and running blogging, for many years of my life, I documented so much of the mundane, connected with amazing people, and basically just enjoyed another outlet for creative expression.

Of course, in typical Deja fashion, all that came to a screeching halt when the big fittness blogger boom came around, and what was once a fun circle of people sharing recipes and lifting routines turned into a cut-throat business. What could I monetize? What did my following look like? How could I one up her. Fun turned into obsession, and I couldn’t keep up, so I tapped the hell out.

Sometimes I feel like that about the writing business. Sometimes I feel like nobody cares about genuine me, and there’s this overwhelming pressure to write as quickly as possible and then sell, sell, sell. Every social media outlet, my newsletter, everything… I feel like I’m trying to shove my books down your throats and be seen! Instead of enjoying the act of writing and connections with my awesome readers and other amazing authors who I love and admire, I feel like I’m spinning my wheels, making silly teaser graphics, and chewing up my time tweaking ads and freaking out if sales dip for a few hours, or a day, or heaven forbid a week because holy shit, that must mean everybody hates me. WHAT DID I DO? The paranoia is real.

That shit isn’t gonna fly anymore. This blog here, I’m going to start using it for something a little different. Sure, I’ll be plugging my new releases, because they help make the stories I want to tell you more relevant, but I’d rather write about what goes on behind the scenes than try and convince you to buy my books. I want you to buy my books because you like dirty twisted stories, not because that’s the only thing I’m about.

I’m about a lot more.

I’m about a girl who burns the candle at both ends 24/7 until I get physically ill. I’m about a constant battle of self confidence, trying to learn where I fit in this world. I’m about a deep love for animals and nature, and an intense fascination with spirituality, Jungian psychology, and using artistic expression to connect with the world around me. I’m about manic swings of intense productivity, and days on end where I just want to lay in the sunshine and read good books. I’m about learning how to be social and embrace my weird, even though it’s sometimes painful. Thrift shopping. Trail running. Cold beer. Tapas. Indie rock and hip hop. Trying not to hate my body. Trying to forgive my past. Wanting to be a better writer, a more organized business woman, a better lover to my husband, a kinder all around individual.

Basically I’m a dumpster fire, and I invite you all personally to come enjoy the warmth of my glow. Maybe it’s a little smelly and repulsive, but that’s what happens when you put it all out there.

So yeah, my name is Deja, and I really miss blogging. So I’m gonna start doing it.

That’s all for now.


PS – Judas: Indignant Few MC just went live today. I can’t wait to share the back story on this one, because… shit… it’s been a bumpy ride, but if you want to see the finished product, feel free to hop on over to amazon and grab a copy. It’s currently $2.99 until June 5th, and free with Kindle Unlimited.

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Mountain Misfits MC Book 2 – Highest Sins – Cover Reveal

Long time no see! I’ve been busy trying to soak up the last bits of summerย and working on getting ย Book 2 of the Mountain Misfits MC pretty, perfect, and just the right amount of filthy for you!

Book 2 features Brooks – the brooding bad mouth bad boy Sargent at Arms for the MC and Esther, daughter of the president, born and raised to do the things for the club that the other men can’t. (Spoiler alert: she’s a whore.)

Ripped from each other before they even had a fighting chance, these two make up for lost time in this dirty, twisted, violent motorcycle club romance.

It’s a standalone novel set in the world of the Mountain Misfits, and if you haven’t caught the prologue or Book 1, you can find them here on Amazon!

Gorgeous cover by M.W. Burt at pixelperfectpublishing

I have a sneak peek for anyone who wants to join my mailing list if you want to click here!

If you’re already on my list, check your email ๐Ÿ™‚

Highest Sins: Mountain Misfits MC Book 2 will be available OCTOBER 15th

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I swear, it’ll be fun.

So…. I have a new book coming on in mid-September.

It’s really over the top silly, but I think you’ll love it.

It’s called Vagrant, and it’s about a sexy architect billionaire named Jesse who decides that he needs to go off-grid for a little bit and back to his roots. An accident strikes and he is suddenly an amnesiac mountain man living in the woods amongst a clan of ex convicts.

In a little twist of fate he meets Molly, the free spiritedย freelance writer who lives in a campground with her dog Dolly. It’s fireworks at first sight… yeah, the steam is high in this one.

Anyway, I’m looking to start an ARC (advanced reader copy) team for the future, and I’m really hoping that you’d like to be a part of it. I promise to never spam you, only send you details when the time comes. And you obviously don’t have to read and review every book I put out, just the ones that interest you!

If this sounds like your cuppa please click here, and I’ll get you all set up.

~Hope you have an amazing Monday~


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Holy catfish what a trip these last few weeks have been.

I think I’ve officially survived my first big book launch. Last night I slept like a damn rock for the first time in a hot minute. Maybe it was all the beer I drank yesterday. Maybe I wasn’t actually sleeping, but just passed out face down in my pillow.

At least I made it into to my own bed.

Never Coming Down is officially live on Amazon for 3.99 and free with KU and I am absolutely thrilled there are people in this world who care enough to pay for things that come out of my body. I’m also thrilled that most people aren’t completely repulsed by it. Like I told my husband, “It’s not that fucking terrible.” To which he replied, “Then let my mom read it.”

Oh hell no.

I just gotta feast on this beautiful cover by pixel perfect some more. This woman knows how to read my mind.

So now, at least until I’m scrambling right up until the day Book 2 is due to my editor, things are gonna get a little more normal around here. Around my house. Around my blog. You know how much I hate being pushy promo girl? UGHHHHH….

It’s back to my favorite part of this whole deal. Back to writing books I want to read. Books I love. More work in progress updates. More fun twisty stuff about what’s to come in this series.

I’m so happy to have you along for the ride. If you want to stay in the loop even more, I’d love to have you on my mailing list. You’re free to unsubscribe at any time… I get it… I irritate myself sometimes.

Before I go… here’s an obligatory picture of my dog Gemma… we’re taking advantage of this rainy day to catch up on naps.

She melts my black heart with her wubbiness.


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Above & Below: Mountain Misfits MC Prologue

It’s finally free ya’ll! It’s finally live! I’m so excited for the world to meet the Mountain Misfits MC and the feisty heroines they love.

Come and get it on Amazon for FREE! Here’s the link.

I hope you love it! I sure enjoyed writing it.

And Book 1 is coming out THIS SUNDAY! Deets to follow.

Have a great week!



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