Growing Pains (of life and writing)

By now, if you are following my blog at all, you’ve learned that I am a writer. Duh, I say it constantly (haha!). Also that I wrote and self-published my first full-length, horror fiction novel, Blood Life. In case this is your first visit, the book is about vampires, witches, magic, violence, and sex. It is set in a fictional world (which was designed to be forgiving of language style and surroundings). It is much different than Twilight, and there is no sparkling Edward Cullen. There are, however, weak protagonists, like Bella Swan, but mine become much stronger with time, aging like fine wine.

Character interactions are vast and intriguing, maybe even infuriating at times. There is Roman and Devendra, Roman and Alexandria, Roman and Alethea (he sounds a little slutty at this point, but when you read it, you’ll see how that works). There’s also Lokee and Lorien. Seth and Lorien. Lillith and Silas.  Just throwing names out there because I love these characters and their crazy relationships.  My point being, there’s a lot to this book. It is a deep, multi-faceted thriller adventure in disguise. It’s magical and unique for a debut, but also true to form, there are some issues with the plot and I’m not too proud to admit that or to point them out.  It’s part of becoming a better writer, after all!

Although I pull everything together nicely in the end, I’m prepared for heavy critiquing from some readers, and just plain love of the story from others who are just reading and getting hooked (and not reviewing, per se). I let the book out there knowing this full well. I had to release it, because I had been writing it for such a long time, and until I finally let it go, I could not focus on anything else.  It was almost therapeutic to do so. And if you read it closely, you might see the 15-year span of growth in me as a writer peppered throughout in rewrites.  If I’d tried to revise any more of it, I may have just scrapped it, and it was too good of story to do that.  😉

Why am I saying all this? Well, because the prequel, Devendra, is coming out so well! It is written completely in my present frame of mind. And I don’t think it would have been channeled from brain to fingers quite as deliciously had I actually written it first.  As I write it now, I’m moved in a way I cannot describe, and moving yourself is key (moving others is the ultimate goal, but you catch my drift). And I have so much more to come: two more vampire/witch books, a female serial killer by the name of Z (you’re gonna love her), and a phantom ghost lover of a girl living in a place much like hell on earth.

So as the reviews are rolling in for Blood Life, I’m feeling motivated and fulfilled. I’ve heard things from “It reads like a movie!” to “I don’t read this genre normally, but the story really hooked me!” to “I love your mind!” to “Please keep writing!” All of those bits of feedback have really satisfied my ego. And not in a conceited way, but in a pleasing, humble way. I’m very proud of myself for what I’ve accomplished. And most of all, I thank you, the reader, for reading my story and giving it a chance! Whether you love it, like it, or hate it, I appreciate you for taking the time to look at it and consider it. Hats off to you. ❤

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Vampires: An Insight

The Blood Countess: Erzebet Bathory

There are many books and movies on vampires out there, both past and present. It’s all the rage right now, as they have been resurrected from Anne Rice’s romantic and sexy reign into a new, more carefully crafted modern version consisting of glitter, current clothing trends, and youth. And people are eating it up. Can’t get enough! Nothing wrong with that. Stephenie Meyer created a masterful series that is completely unparalleled and I applaud her. Nor is there anything wrong with the wildly popular series’ Vampire Diaries or True Blood. I remember when True Blood was getting ready to reveal itself. A vial of fake blood in a syringe made its way to my mailbox with absolutely no explanation and creeped me the eff out. O.o

MANY MANY versions of vampires these days… and they are all unique. That makes me happy, being that I’ve just released a book chock full of my very own version of these alluring, lovable, sexy immortal creatures. These days in literature and in Hollywood, the vampire has been dissected every which way but loose. (Well, maybe a little loose if you consider Eddie Murphy or Leslie Neilson as the vampire!) Some wear sunglasses, foundation, and sunscreen to blend in, others bathe in the blood of virgins, impale guests at dinner, vaporize, shape-shift. Still others walk around in Victorian lace, Levis (or the like), patent leather or latex, combat boots and cloaks… some even resist the urge to feed (gasp!) with special serums, while others prey on the weak or ruined. You name it, it’s out there; there’re never-ending possibilities. They’re fictional characters after all, are they not? But mine don’t sparkle or burst into flames when sunlight touches their skin. Nor are mine geared toward the young adult audience. I’m aiming at the 16+ crowd.

My vamps live in a colorful world of their own, borrowing little to nothing from anyone else. They play and prey by their own rules, they love sex, participate in violence, magic, and match and test Fate on a daily basis. They don’t sparkle in sunlight; in fact, sunlight doesn’t affect them at all. They walk among humans and witches and wolves (not werewolves… just wolves). Some even share blood with witches and become their own race: The Combined. These are mega vamps or mega witches, if you will, whichever side you’re on. Me? I’m on both. I play for both teams, the witches and the vampires. And I prefer mine dark and sexy, with a splash of undeniable intrigue. And magic, of course.

Who do you play for? Why? What do you like in your vamp or to get your vamp on? Humor me.