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hey you lot, i want to send you stuff!
Those of you who are interested in critiquing my horrible shambles of a NaNo draft, and possibly make me feel a little less pessimistic about it, despite its sad lack of vampires and consistent characterisation and plot and coherent events and most of the really awesome things I thought up for this story (Mr Caruthers' Sordid Past has yet to have made much of any appearance at all, the underground city is yet unmentioned, the primary vampire has featured in some short experimental bits that I don't even like right now, and I'm still trying to find a decent reason to throw him and Evy together that doesn't include her going out to the lake at night and ending up getting captured by a lot of vampire degenerates who have them both chained to a wall because his vampire rival wants to poison him with her blood and ...yeah).
(What the plague is up with this copy of Sunshine? Sunshine cannot possibly have dark hair, and how is Publishers Weekly calling Con "hunky" when the whole book pretty much goes on about how vampires are Really Not Attractive At All not to mention Really Bloody Terrifying and Con spends the first third of the book looking like old mushrooms? And I do not like this cover at. all. It is pulpy and not subtle and Bad Art and the chandelier was so pretty!)
Anyway, drop your email address if you're really interested in wading through a lot of disaster and telling me how I might make it less disastrous. I need to be optimistic about this story again. I need to be in love with this story again.
And! Christmas cards! I want to send them, oh yes I do! But first I need your address, otherwise I will just have to rope an owl and really hope it's a properly trained one, and it might get eaten on the way, and then you'd think I never sent your card even though I promised, and you would never speak to me again because your heart, verily it had been wounded unto the quick, and I would be oblivious, and sad, and lonely, and all of this would be dreadful. So: write your address out here nice and proper and since the post office is a block or two away from my house I will actually get them sent this year.
Comments will be, of course, screened.
(What the plague is up with this copy of Sunshine? Sunshine cannot possibly have dark hair, and how is Publishers Weekly calling Con "hunky" when the whole book pretty much goes on about how vampires are Really Not Attractive At All not to mention Really Bloody Terrifying and Con spends the first third of the book looking like old mushrooms? And I do not like this cover at. all. It is pulpy and not subtle and Bad Art and the chandelier was so pretty!)
Anyway, drop your email address if you're really interested in wading through a lot of disaster and telling me how I might make it less disastrous. I need to be optimistic about this story again. I need to be in love with this story again.
And! Christmas cards! I want to send them, oh yes I do! But first I need your address, otherwise I will just have to rope an owl and really hope it's a properly trained one, and it might get eaten on the way, and then you'd think I never sent your card even though I promised, and you would never speak to me again because your heart, verily it had been wounded unto the quick, and I would be oblivious, and sad, and lonely, and all of this would be dreadful. So: write your address out here nice and proper and since the post office is a block or two away from my house I will actually get them sent this year.
Comments will be, of course, screened.
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But it is apparently a nice paperbook, ooh. Mine is just the rubbishy pocket paperback that begins to fall apart after the inevitable repeated readings. I've had a a year and it's already looking rather shabby, poor thing.