I’m pretty much recovered from Christmas and, like most people, I can’t wait for 2016 to be over and done with.
I finished highlighting Setting Transitions and Suspense Elements for A Vintage Heart. I’m taking a week off revising that, so I can come back and see the words for themselves in the Final Polish.
Meanwhile, I’m doing a bunch of things. My imagination never rests. Dang annoying sometimes. I love the voice of Bianca in An American Elf and she’s what keeps me going on this story. Here is a snippet from the within the first three pages-
“Bianca, this isn’t Kindergarten.” My tall, beautiful, pale-skinned mother stood there, one hand on the door and the other on her hip. She’s human. Well, she used to be.
My adopted step-brother, actually a cousin, turned Mom into a vampire when she died trying to defend my sister at the end of the Newblood War. Then, she married the High Prefect of the Benevolent Oldbloods.
So, yeah, my step-father’s a real blood-sucking politician.
Nice guy though.
I come from a blended family. It’s complicated.
This is my first story written in First Person Point of View. Sometimes, I think I don’t stick with what I know long enough to get really good at it, but I have a hard time resisting the urge to learn something new.