The Supernatural Summer Tour was a blast! I am still recalling the memories of having dinner with the other authors and meeting the fangtastic readers like all of you at the book stores.
When I returned I had a little vacay on the Caribbean and then back to business! I locked myself away from the sun and continued to write Vampire Kisses 8: CRYPTIC CRAVINGS. I had a lot of fun writing about the next installment of the love life between Raven and her dreamy and mysterious vampire boyfriend, Alexander. It is amazing to me that when I’m writing, so much happens that I hadn’t planned on. The characters come alive and like to do their own thing—which is great for me. It means that there are sub-plots or twists and turns that happen along the way when I write. Trevor, of course, gets his gorgeous face time and Raven creeps into some really spooky places.
Then at the same time, I was writing BLOOD RELATIVES 4! I was so happy to get back into the manga and explore what happens when Claude and gang are full vampires! Lots of action and vampire kisses!
Now I am reviewing the “close to final” manuscript for ONCE IN A FULL MOON. It too is full of romance and a hot guy who winds up becoming a werewolf.
I hope you enjoy both when they come out! FULL MOON will be out December 8th right before the holidays (pre-order your copy today), CRYPTIC CRAVINGS should be out in May, and BLOOD RELATIVES in September 2011. Hope you all are having a fangtastic summer!
Many fangs,
We had it worked down to this: the girl he liked was short, blonde, in Mrs. Bennion’s class, and her name started with a K. We both knew he was talking about me, and we both knew I liked him, too, but we were twelve, and this was how the game was played as we sat side by side, not touching, waiting for our team’s turn to perform.
“Well,” I said, trying to keep my butterflies down, “What color are her eyes?”
He frowned, but didn’t look over at me. “I don’t know.”
And just like that, the butterflies died a horrible, smashing-into-the-windshield-on-the-freeway death. He didn’t know what color my eyes were? He was supposed to like me, have a crush on me, prefer me above all others in our twelve-year-old world, and he didn’t even take the time to notice that my eyes were green?
When I was in third grade we moved from Montreal to San Diego. From a land of snow and bitter winter to one of sand and endless summer. From a city on a river to one on the ocean. From a duplex with a tiny yard to a stucco house with trees and flowers and land and, holy bananafish, a swimming pool. And the beach was only a short drive away.
I begged my parents constantly to take to me the beach, and we went so much that, even at eight, I knew which freeways and exits to take. My favorite was the beach at the Hotel Del Coronado on Coronado Island. I loved walking around the elegant red-roofed Hotel Del to sneak onto their beautiful white beach. I could spend all day, every day playing in the sand, searching for seashells, and wading into the surf.
Around this same time, the movie Splash came out. Daryl Hannah played Madison, a beautiful mermaid with long blonde curly hair, who ventures out onto land because she falls in love with a human, the dark-curly-haired Tom Hanks. It was instantly one of my favorites. In the movie, if Madison got wet, her legs turned back into a tailfin. My cousin and I spent hours dousing ourselves in water, trying unsuccessfully to make our mermaid tails appear.
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