Re-reading Vickie tonight, getting it ready to put up on Kobo. Charlie 1.2 is processing. Once Vickie and Charlie 1.3 are up and done processing, all of the released books will be on Kobo. Then I just wait for Amazon to price match them to free and then get the PDFs up on the site and I’ll be done. Well, done migrating them into where they need to be to be free.
Sometimes a passage will jump out at me. One thing I’ve been consistent with through this whole experience is that I really do believe that it’s good writing. Not perfect, and there are certainly mistakes and things I want to tweak here and there. I never doubt that it’s good though, which is the opposite of how I’ve approached everything else I’ve ever done creatively. I’m 100% confident that if I read these books, I would be a fan of them.
Anyway, this is one that stood out to me tonight.
“Occasionally she fantasized about living something of a normal life. Mingling with the living and passing as one of them. Detaching from the politics and bullshit and just living in some little town in the sticks. It wasn’t unheard of. She imagined opening a garage where she could work on cars and laugh and smoke and have employees and friends and even parties with living people who could come and go without being murdered or traumatized.
She loved cars and engines. Loved taking them apart and putting them back together. Loved figuring out every part of an engine, how it worked and why. For years she maintained Salome’s cars, and was primarily responsible for curating the collection, which was impressive and something Vickie often dreamed about having access to again. Salome didn’t even know how to drive, she just liked owning things.
Her dream was to find a way to make being a vampire a secondary aspect of her identity, like the color of her hair or her height. A personality quirk and not everything she was. Why did she have to be Vickie the Vampire? She wanted to be Vickie the Mechanic, or even just Vickie the Woman… who happens to also drink blood and maybe occasionally kills people. “
Though I keep it mostly to Vickie’s perspective, sometimes the allegory between the vampires and struggles of marginalized people, (especially LGBT folk) can be a little on the nose. I blame Charlaine Harris and Alan Ball for that. As hard as I try to keep from allowing myself to be influenced by the adventures of Sookie Stackhouse, sometimes those tropes are too