Have you read the latest from Lucy Lane?

So…this blog is for writerly things and assorted…

Which means, in no particular order:

Editing tips I learn ( Tip 1, check your use of ‘that’)

Cool LEGO stuff

Updates about Apocalypse By Midnight

Cool Star Wars stuff

Updates about Spellcast By Midnight

Firefly

Updates on Kryos

Perhaps a list of movies that are so bad I love them

Updates on Welcome to the Future

Music preferences

Updates on any anthologies I have stories in

I like cats.

Also – in case anyone did not know – I post regularly over here, a sort of meta blog written by one of the main characters from Dead by Midnight – short entries to prepare you for book 2…

https://lucylanereporter.wordpress.com/

Spoiler/Teaser from Book 2

A short excerpt from Apocalypse By Midnight –

Zach set the plates on the table changing his place so he sat between Riley and Lucy. After Elliot had informed him the killer was likely a vampire with red hair, he had a sneaking suspicion Riley’s recent arrival might not be a coincidence. His friend might not have red hair, but what about the guest he planned to bring?

“Zach, the bread won’t taste right without garlic.” Lucy held a baguette in the air, a pout decorating her face.

He put the napkins down and went to her. “It’ll taste fine, relax.”

She lifted her arms then let them fall to her sides. “But I can’t call it garlic bread. What do I say, ‘here’s some toast with butter, unless you have dairy issues, too?’ I’m offering them toast. Toast, Zach. Who does that?”

Zach ran his hands down her arms and smiled. “You don’t have to call it anything, just put it on the table. Seriously, don’t worry about this so much. Riley and I have been friends…we’ve known each other for a few years.”

Lucy’s eyes widened. “Don’t worry? Are you insane? You thought he was dead until yesterday. He’s a vampire. I have no idea what he can or cannot eat. I was going to make meat but then realized blood rare has a different meaning to him than me.” Lucy waved the baguette in the air. “Pasta is the only safe bet and even then I have to be careful lest I poison your friend with garlic. Then there’s his girlfriend. Is she a vampire too? A werewolf? A witch? One of those gluten free people? There’s too many variables!” Lucy’s face reddened.

Zach took the bread from her hand and tossed it onto the counter. “Breathe. In and out. Try and think of your happy place. This is dinner with a friend. Whatever you make will be fine.” He rubbed her back in a circular motion. “I promise everything will be okay.”

Lucy made a strange noise then turned. “Next time more warning. I mean it. You can’t just spring a vampire dinner guest on me. We’re not at that level yet.”