Organisation is not really my strong suit, as the Durham Lass became forcibly aware as she entered my bedchamber yesterday so we could watch True Blood together.
DURHAM LASS: Is this meant to be like, an obstacle course with vampires as the prize?
SARAH: Vampires would be a good prize.
DURHAM LASS: I almost tripped on a rogue fruit pastille there. I WAS ALMOST DEAD FROM FRUIT PASTILLES.
SARAH: Well, they can be very dangerous if you don't have the expertise to handle them...
So first things first, for those of you who have already read the book and want more/haven't read the book but might still be interested, what the heck - go here and click for the Original First Chapter of The Demon's Lexicon. As you can see, it is totally different from the actual first chapter, which I thought might be interesting. I hope you guys will enjoy it!
Some of you expressed a wish for downloadable bookmarks, so here's a bookmark and some avatars handily available. I am going to put up wallpapers too, I think!
Now I promised you free books, and here's the first: Demon's Lexicon giveaway, plus scroll down to see the already-mentioned playlist and AN INCREDIBLY SPOILERY INTERVIEW, with hints for Demon's Covenant.
Me, talking about writing and publication and the spaces between and among other things, an interview where I confess what I eat with ketchup on it.
On the subject of not books but art (but secretly still books) the unrelentingly awesome orexisbella commissioned art for the four main characters of The Demon's Lexicon from draykonis, and I wanted you all to see, because she did a spectacular job.
And while on the subject of awesome art, I cannot even tell you how much I laughed at these two pictures of our heroes fighting vicious monsters.
'Sarah,' my readers may say sternly at this point. 'You have indeed delivered on your promise of many links. But, some of us already HAVE The Demon's Lexicon, and would like a DIFFERENT free book. Also, you have delivered very few vampires.'
And this is true.
I have spoken of the Eternal Kiss vampire anthology, and all the awesome authors in it, before. It's not out until July, but I have, uh, obtained an Advance Reader's Copy.
Okay, I'll tell you how.
SARAH CROSS, or SAVVY: Hi, Sarah! I was just at Book Expo America, where they give away free books!
SARAH: Must you mock me with free books I do not have? I call that cruel.
SAVVY: Yes, that's why I enjoy it. But also I have something to tell you! I got a copy of The Eternal Kiss! I'm so excited it has stories by Holly Black and Kelley Armstrong and-
SARAH: And me.
SAVVY: And Karen Mahoney and Cassandra Clare and Rachel Caine and-
SARAH: AND ME.
SAVVY: Oh yeah. Well, I can't wait to read it.
SARAH: Can I have it? I want to give it away.
SAVVY: No you cannot have MY BOOK. Don't give away things that DON'T BELONG TO YOU. Thief! Thief-
SARAH: So I'm just going to go put up the contest on my livejournal now. Thanks, Savvy.
SAVVY: WILL NOBODY STOP THAT THIEF?
I wish to do a Contest for the Eternal Kiss ARC I have
You can use the same pictures for the DL photo contest here - then you could have TWO prizes.
You may be unconvinced that you want the ARC of The Eternal Kiss. I could convince you with an excerpt from Holly Black's The Coldest Girl in Coldtown, which is one of my favourite short stories in all the world - except I don't actually own any of those words, and might be fed to killer cats if I decided to use them.
Probably an excerpt of my own is okay though, so here's a snippet from my story Undead Is Very Hot Right Now, featuring a vampire in a boyband.
“Come on, guys,” said Bradley, flinging open the door of the limo. “Our public awaits!”
He launched himself out of the limo and onto the red carpet, where he actually did a backflip. The crowd made a sound a little bit like applause and a little bit more like baying wolves, and Christian covered his eyes from the sheer shame of being associated with such a ridiculous person.
Faye jabbed Christian in the stomach with her pen.
“Get out there! And if you could possibly do that thing where you shield your face with your caped arm and hiss—”
“Faye,” said Chris earnestly. “I will never do that thing.”
Faye snorted and crossed her admittedly excellent legs with a rasp of silk. “At least get out there and flash them some fang.”
Pez and Josh had already climbed out of the limo, knocking shoulders as the crowds screamed. They huddled together.
Christian drew his cape around himself.
“I miss my hoodie,” he informed Faye as a parting shot. “I know you stole it.”
“You’re talking crazy, you never had a hoodie,” Faye said. “Don’t let me hear you speak of it again.”
Christian climbed out onto the red carpet. He’d thought that the studio lights at the interview were bad, but the dozen clicking, flashing cameras were so much worse. He lifted his hand to cover his eyes, then realized Faye had glued his cape to his sleeve somehow and now he was doing that thing. That vampire thing.
When he lowered his hand he saw Bradley was blowing kisses to the yelling girls, pretending to move forward on the carpet and then doing a little backward walk to blow more kisses.
Christian gave up and shielded his eyes, even though it meant he was doing that thing again. He felt so cheap.
Pez and Josh, at this point shamelessly clinging to each other, were making a rush for the door of the auditorium. Chris started to flee after them, picking up speed even though Faye had made it very clear that specific and terrible things would happen to anyone who ran, hid behind someone else or — and this was directed specifically at him — used supernatural powers to evade a camera.
Even Christian’s hearing could barely make out all the sounds as he passed the crowd. There was so much screaming it was making his migraine worse, his fangs stabbing into his lower lip as his head pounded, random shrieks interspersed with shouts of their names coming from the mob.
“Bradley, Bradley, look at me!”
“Bradley, I want your babies!” yelled a guy who looked about forty years old and was wearing a purple feather boa.
Bradley winked and blew him a kiss.
“Josh!” Josh looked around, his face puzzled and a little pleased by the sound of his name, and Christian almost walked into his back. Josh looked terrified and backed sharply away.
“Chris, bite me!”
“I love you, Bradley!”
“Chris, I wanna be your queen of the night!”
That was the feather boa guy again, Christian couldn’t help but notice.
If you think vampires might indeed be a good prize, show me some pictures!