That's a lie. I have infinite Bon Jovi puns. I am just restraining myself. But...
Awwww yeahhhh
Cover art (and blog redesign because I am technologically impaired) by the fabulous Ashley Moore. Words by me because ah, that is the point of writing a book I suppose.
Here's the edit. Because I almost never edit anything in my life and generally don't plan out anything I write sometimes I forget things. But this one is important damn it.
I want to thank everyone who helped me along the way, encouraging me, helping me edit, brainstorming, or in general letting me rant about how insane I was to try and write a novel. And they are (I'm going to apologize ahead of time because I might not remember exactly everyone because it was a metric ton) in no particular order: My mom and dad (dur), Ashley M, Meg, Michael, Rochelle, Trevor, Cole, MJ, Ashley R, my aunt Becca, Jamie, Stacy, Larry, Marcia, Remona, Austin, Andrew, Kenice, Brandon, and Rony.
If I forgot you, I already apologized (see above). But I still thank you and I'm sorry my memory is terrible. It's genetic I think. I can't remember anymore. Now back to what this post was before I so rudely interrupted, ah, myself I guess.
And here's the problem I have. As I am currently recovering from surgery (and really when am I not?) I have lots of free time. And Amazon lets you track how many people have bought or downloaded your book. Great. Because it isn't like I'm already obsessive enough now you have to enable me to be even more OCD? This is why games like Skyrim exist.
And now for something completely different: I always get upset when writers say they only write when 'inspiration' hits them. Really? Really? I get inspired, truly inspired, like maybe once every few months. And when that happens I can sit down and write 20 pages like it's no big deal. But if I always waited for that, then I'd never finish anything ever. So what I do instead is write. Every. Damn. Day. And whether I write 10 words or 10 pages I consider it a victory. Even if I end up going back and deleting all of it because at least I got something out. And sometimes by forcing it like that I'll write crap, crap, crap, crap, and then BAM something actually clicks and it turns into gold. Or whatever the word equivalent to gold is.
Oh fine I'll have to eat it now and follow my own advice. Progress on sequel, here we come.
I'm about 12 pages into your book and thus far I find it quite entertaining, and that's coming from someone who doesn't really read the vampire/werewolf genre. I will say that the first page is a bit slow, but it picks up fast. So far your use of dialogue is excellent. I like being able to tell the difference between characters by the *way* they say things -instead of "and then Stacy said this...". I like how quirky and fucked up the characters are too ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks haha. It does start a bit slow but I tried to make it speed up quickly. And you know how much I hate the normal hottie mctottie vampire falls in love with perfect yet slightly awkward teenage girl. I tried to steer clear of that. And of course...I'm a wicked mythology nerd so I had to throw in a few of the more unusual creatures.
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