(see yesterday's post for yesterday's winner.)
After Dark has been by far the most challenging piece I've ever written. I can remember calling my critique partner, asking her to listen to me ramble, so that she could summarize what I said. Working on the DNA of breeding vampires was like doing long division in my head. (and math is not my thing) By the time I'd get one aspect figured out, it would create a whole other set of complications. For instance, if these vampires breed, what would happen when they feed? Part of the intrigue with a vampire is the changing of a human into vampire. In romance fiction we take liberties with werewolves, time travel, vampires, and such. I know I want to put my own spin on my paranormal. But at the same time if a writer deviates too far from the expected, they risk ruining the character. A vampire needs to bite and feed. A werewolf needs to shift-It's what we, as readers, love about werewolves.
After Dark is a nightclub, only it's also the vampires' feeding grounds. My vampire hero is Native American in this story.
Blurb: Kayla March has never reached orgasm...not even with a vibrator. However, she has the feeling that could all change when she meets Alandro Blackwood at the club After Dark.
Few vampires can breed. Alandro carries the unique recessive gene. His blood match, believed to have been killed by a vampire slayer, has been found. Unless her dormant vampire gene had already been awakened by a breeder, why would she go to After Dark, the feeding grounds? He'd soon find out.
Winner today will receive the Ellora's Cave 2008 playing card deck.
My question today -- What's the one thing you're most neurotic about? My list I'm sad to say, is endless. My husband is a good chap, because while I'm controlling just about everything in the house, he's happy to let me do it. I do understand that I have a problem letting go of certain things, and I'll ask him if he's okay with my decisions. He says he likes being married to me and so yep, it's all good. However, when someone asks him if he's read my books, his reply is also "no, because he likes being married to me." Then he'll look at me and say Sorry, baby, I don't read that stuff. Sheesh, if he only knew what he was missing. :)