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Now I do still plan to write Bella and Chain as an online novel, just as soon as I finish Afterwar. But right now I have begun a different online experiment, as a way, mostly, to salvage what I think was my first good novel, which has not found a home. I'm transcribing it (no digital copies remain, due to the Grand Failure of Backups), and as I'm going, improving it, at about a chapter a week. So far I've put up the first two chapters of The Donor.
So often when people say "urban fantasy" or "contemporary fantasy" they're talking about elves in Detroit or dark forces converging in Philadelphia. And love stories with vampires in them are usually about the fascination of dangerous sex, and there's all this glamor and stuff. The Donor has a vampire in it, but it's about friendship and loyalty and self-sacrifice, and not how you probably think. It takes place in San Francisco between 1980 and 1985 and the vampire is not one of the gay guys.
Let me know if any of the links don't work, or anything like that. And the ugly graphic on the index? It's a placeholder.
On other fronts, I can't seem to persuade my computer that the flash reader is there, so I can't deal with my pictures. Oh! Wait! it just showed up again. Mystery.
Oh, and an only in Santa Cruz moment: yesterday, at the dog park, I was recognized by Susie Bright and we talked about perimenopause mainly, although also about being shy, the promise of e-publishing, and, of course, dogs.
If I weren't such a shy, awkward, and retiring person, we could have more of those conversations: she's one of the nicest people on the planet.
So often when people say "urban fantasy" or "contemporary fantasy" they're talking about elves in Detroit or dark forces converging in Philadelphia. And love stories with vampires in them are usually about the fascination of dangerous sex, and there's all this glamor and stuff. The Donor has a vampire in it, but it's about friendship and loyalty and self-sacrifice, and not how you probably think. It takes place in San Francisco between 1980 and 1985 and the vampire is not one of the gay guys.
Let me know if any of the links don't work, or anything like that. And the ugly graphic on the index? It's a placeholder.
On other fronts, I can't seem to persuade my computer that the flash reader is there, so I can't deal with my pictures. Oh! Wait! it just showed up again. Mystery.
Oh, and an only in Santa Cruz moment: yesterday, at the dog park, I was recognized by Susie Bright and we talked about perimenopause mainly, although also about being shy, the promise of e-publishing, and, of course, dogs.
If I weren't such a shy, awkward, and retiring person, we could have more of those conversations: she's one of the nicest people on the planet.
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