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A special thanks to everyone who submitted a name for the contest. The winner is...
I love you guys who declare yourselves as Team Mathias or Team Val. I also respect your ability to be so decisive. I, myself, even as the author don't seem to have that ability.
As I toil over the third book, I still haven't decided who I prefer. Both of my boys have those Shakespearean fatal flaws... Hubris greatly affecting them both.
Poor Val is such a dog. The eternal lady's man who just can't seem to get his crap together. Then you have Mathias, the control freak who thinks he's the greatest and the best at what he does. Does Lily want that charismatic charmer who makes everything fun or that reliable workaholic who can provide and protect her family? If only the choice were really that easy.
Obviously, Lily hasn't made a definitive decision yet, because I haven't made a choice. What to do when two gorgeous vampires are fighting over you? I wish I had such problems.
Have you read the new Lily Drake short story? Click on the cover below to go to the Inkspell Publishing free download site and grab it. Find out how Mathias and Lily met for the first time!
Lily's ex, Brad, has a crazy, jealous, gold digging new girlfriend.
I need help naming her.
Click on the tab at the top that reads "Name a Character Contest" and check out the wonderful entries and pick your favorite!
Over 100 entries to the contest, and there were some fantastic names. The ones that I choose to be up for the vote, were typically ones that had a great story behind them. Help me pick out the best name!
Thanks to everyone who submitted an entry, I had an absolute blast reading all the great names and stories behind them!
So I'm watching a lot of Hulu, bored out of my mind most nights and not writing like I should be. Yeah, yeah, Book Three is almost done, don't give me grief. Anyway, this post has nothing to do with that.
One of the commercials that repeatedly plays on Hulu is the inspiration for this post. The voice-over guy says something to the effect of, "Julia Child became a famous chef at age 51. Picasso painted one of his masterpieces at age 56. Doris Terrabaum (this really fit lady they show running) finished her first marathon at age 50. Not everyone peaks in their twenties."
Okay, you have my attention...
I love this. Great sentiment, great commercial - Yet, I'm going to argue with the concept, at least on my behalf.
No, not everyone peaks in their twenties. I get that. I didn't. For example, I hadn't been in a swimming pool in probably a decade, but at age 32 I swam a mile for the Swim for Diabetes out of sheer spite because my husband said I wouldn't make it five laps. I swam the full 72. It nearly killed me, but I did it, all because he was being a butthead and I don't like it when I'm told I can't do something.
At age 37, I was in a movie. At age 38, my first book was published. There's been a ton of other weird, crazy things I've done throughout the course of my life, and I have no intention of stopping now.
Above is a photo of me around 12 years ago - when I was in my twenties. At the time I'm pretty sure I thought I was a hideous beast, and now I look back on it and think, "wow... wish I still looked like that." That's all I think about that though. Yeah, I'm aging and what looks I did have may be fading, but that insignificant part of me is being replaced with sheer determination, an indomitable spirit and a wisdom that is ever-growing. I had none of those things back then, at least not to the extent I do now.
Time didn't take my youth, I rode it hard and put it up wet, and I'm nowhere near done. What's next? Climb Everest, swim the English Channel, find Bigfoot? It's hard to say, but I can promise you this...
I didn't peak in my twenties. I won't peak in my thirties, in fact - I don't plan on peaking at all. I'm going to get tougher, more fabulous and become the coolest old broad that ever existed. Age is a number who's only significance is to remind us our time is getting shorter and we don't need to piddle around.
It's true. I've been a vegetarian for almost 70% of my life. For the last 27 years I have refrained from eating anything with eyes, with the exception of potatoes. If you don't like that analogy, my son says I don't eat anything that poops. When he puts it that way, I'm really glad I don't.
I've found that there is a common misconception with vegetarians though. For some reason you carnivores out there assume that we are all a bunch of liberal, tree-hugging hippie weirdos. Parts of this statement may be true, I'm definitely a weirdo, but is it odd that I don't necessarily enjoy all the beauties of nature as well? I despise being outside when there are bugs. Camping to me is staying in a hotel that doesn't provide room service. I don't lay around and cry at night over the thoughts of global warming and deforestation. I don't wear birkenstocks, and I not only take a shower every morning, but a water-wasteful bath every evening. Never once have I thrown blood on someone wearing fur. (This one really throws me, because why would you do that? They are just going to buy another one to replace the one you ruined, and the death of the innocent mink, fox, dalmation, whatever is on your hands.) We're not all members of militant anti-meat eating organizations.
I choose not to eat meat because I find it disgusting. Not necessarily morally reprehensible, because if I was starving or stuck on a mountain in the Andes - believe me, I'd resort to even cannibalism. It's not that at all. I find it physically disgusting. Putting some little critter's flesh in my mouth and chewing on it is just gross. Not to mention, most of these animals were not only killed, but lived in completely inhumane ways and they were just nasty. Growing up on a farm, I can confirm, chickens are yucky. Nasty, nasty little creatures that will eat their own poop.
To the left is a photo taken on the drive between Kentucky and Ohio. If you think this one is depressing, you should have seen the semi full of pigs. And really? How can someone look at these nasty little monsters and see them as food. Poor, disgusting birds.
I know, I know... chicken nuggets and bacon are tasty. So I've heard, anyway. They're also pretty gross. I won't rag you on your choice to be a carnivore if you won't rag me about not consuming meat. And for those of you who still think all vegetarians are dirty hippies with some sort of agenda, look around, Cletus. There's more and more of us everyday and we haven't risen up and gone all Cain and Abel on you... Yet.
Beginning today you can submit your entries for the Lily Drake Name a Character Contest. One winner will have the name of his or her choosing used in the third Lily Drake installment. Start coming up with your ideas now!
Here's a hint - it will be a female's name, and the character will be Lily's ex-husband's skanky new girlfriend. Want to immortalize someone you can't stand by naming a horrible character in a book after them? Maybe you want to use your real name just to see it in print? Be thinking on it, and enter by June 13th.
No limit on entries, enter as many times as you can come up with a different name.
Fantastic cover for the third installment of Jamie's vampire series which features the very cool Ava. Can't wait to see what happens in this one.
Check him out at http://www.jamie-manning.com/