Friday, February 8, 2013

THE BAMON BITCH SLAP HEARD ROUND THE WORLD.



(Warning: lots of swearing. Anger does that to people.)

Those who follow my tweets know about my strong displeasure for the Vampire Diaries and the masochistic compulsion to keep watching. It’s the ten-car pile-up on the freeway where traffic slows to a crawl in both directions, because EVERYONE wants to see the carnage. That, my friends, is the Vampire Diaries in a nutshell: the detached head that rolls out of the driver’s side window; the blood-curdling screams as the vehicle bursts into flames. It’s just gruesome and I can never unsee what I saw, but I can’t look away.

I’ve held my tongue for a while on the breathtaking stupidity of this show. But the blatant selfishness of these characters has forced me to come out of witness protection to write a post about it.

I’m going to ignore the “we’re not teens, so I don’t see the point in pretending to go to high school or study” thing. I’ll overlook the utter lack of parental guidance or ever-growing body count in this sleepy town that the Feds don’t even bother to investigate. And in all sincerity, I could give two—count them—TWO shits who Elena hooks up with this week. Because I have no respect for her. She’s too weak to cross the street on her own, she self-centered, hypocritical, boy-crazy, and oblivious to the turmoil of her friends. The worst of her sins is that she’s boring, right down to her hair style. She’s not even interesting enough to make me sick. So let’s move on.

My top-grade Angus beef is with Bonnie. Bonnie needs to die. Not because she’s a useless character. It’s because she deserves better and offing her would be an act of mercy. She has the WORST friends in the history of television. I’ve seen more loyalty in the Hunger Games.

I’m not involved enough to waste time to ship characters together and I especially don’t care who Bonnie swaps spit with. I’m actually relieved that there are no sparks flying with her and Damon. This recent episode Damon sums up the reason why in eight words. “I don’t give a crap about Bonnie Bennett.” 

Now given the situation he was in, he could have been lying to gain leverage or it could be some form of foreshadowing for future episodes. And let’s face it; it’s Damon Salvatore, the hottest, most repugnant bag of douche water on the show. It’s right up his alley. But it doesn’t make the statement any less poignant. Because No One gives a crap about Bonnie Bennett. NO ONE. 

Her own parents left her to fend for herself, even when her grandmother and sole guardian died. No one calls her or visits her unless they need a spell done and she continues to be this convenient plot device that they pull off the shelf when Elena needs saving again. She is the most powerful and effective human in Mystic falls, possibly the world seeing as half the witch population is related to her (side note: why?) and she allows people to treat her like crap.

Who busted Katherine out of the tomb at the cost of the only person who loved her? Bonnie. Who brought Jeremy back from the dead, at the risk of her powers and mental health? Bonnie. When Klaus drained Elena dry for his hybrid ritual shit, who casted the father/daughter spell to bring her back to life? Bonnie. Who’s the most important player in finding the cure for vampirism? Who’s always thinking about the greater good of the human race and is the voice of reason among a league of immortal preschoolers. Who is the cause of half these fuckers on the show to be able to walk around in sunlight? Bonnie! I can go on, but I think I’ve made my point.

Some may argue that it’s a race thing. “Let’s slap around the magical negro,” but I can’t make that call anymore, because they TREAT CAROLINE THE SAME WAY. (Seriously, how many times is this bitch going to get kidnapped? It’s Princess Peach in Super Mario bros. Pointless plot device.)


But back to Bonnie. I’d given up on the show staying with the source material right around season one. In the books Bonnie was white, so I can understand why the producers want to keep their token character for as long as they can. Gotta keep everything all PC these days. In the books Bonnie and Damon have a “thing” and we certainly can’t have that kind of open-minded modernity on the show. Hell, the Bonnie and Jeremy situation ended as quickly as it began.

 
I beg of you, just kill her and be done with it. Let the monster squad fend for themselves for a while and leave the Delena and Stelena teams to their angst. She is the only female backbone on the show, the only moral compass who can make a decision and stick to it. Give her and epic send off and let her rest in peace, because she deserves more than the meager scraps that the writers tossed her way. She’s better than that. We all are.



Thursday, January 3, 2013

NO Resolution



Happy New Year guys! 

This post is going to be pretty short and sweet because I’m on a serious writing kick and I want to catch the wave of creativity before it passes. But I hope you guys had an awesome holiday and no one was arrested. Yes, I’m looking right at you.

2013 is finally here and I have to say that I’m pretty excited about what’s to come. Why? Because I have NO idea what’s to come. People make all these plans and resolutions on what they expect to accomplish for the New Year. I’ve done it myself. But this year, I made the resolution to not make any resolutions. Expect nothing and everything. Take it day by day and do it 100%. If I choose to write, then I’ll write. If I decide to grow my hair out or go all natural—props. If I work out and drop 30lbs, then hot damn! Good times.  But I’m not going to beat myself up over not reaching a certain goal.

Since the tradition began, New Year’s has always been “life’s reset button”. The problem is that clean, fresh start comes with last year’s old, rotten fears: the sense of being overwhelmed, the fear of actually doing real work and, like, trying. Or it’s the fear of failure, or even worse the fear of success.  If nothing else, last year taught me that life is short. I have a new contemporary novel that I’m halfway done writing and there’s no real guarantee that I will ever complete it. It would be nice, but it’s not promised. I’m going into this year stress-free, sucker-free, with a heavy reduction in BS.

I hate time tables. Even though I work more effectively under a deadline, I despised them all the same. It might be because I’ve been running on one all my life. Women have it worse than men with this ticking clock telling them to get married and have kids. There’s that belief that when you reach a certain age that you have to be something, you should have developed a certain level of maturity and attained a certain level of success. I would LOVE to know who told us that so I could kick them in a throat!

I’m not saying you have to be a slob or a social recluse—that was me last year—but don’t bust a blood vessel with lofty goals that may take years to accomplish instead of 12 lousy months. Pace yourself and enjoy the journey.

So I’m going into this year with good cheer, plenty of hope, and little to NO expectation. Just live life to my fullest and do my absolute best for that day and that day ONLY.

Who’s with me?!


Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Fading Amber Giveaway!!





The end is near and so is the third installment of The Cambion Chronicles!

Samara and her band of townies are back with a new batch of problems and an endless supply of sarcasm. The last that we heard from our spunky heroin she was in a sticky situation where she, well… wasn’t exactly herself. 

Samara’s been told numerous times that her “roommate” couldn’t be trusted. In Fading Amber, she regrets not taking the warning seriously. Friendships will be tested, relationships will be strained and ugly truths will be revealed that will change Samara and Caleb’s lives forever.

Summary:

After falling for a Cambion and then turning into one herself, Samara never thought her senior year could get more complicated. The gaps in her memory, the mysterious deaths, and the constant danger that threaten her once quiet town have a common thread: Tobias, a demon with a lot of enemies. He's also Samara's other soul mate and he's suddenly disappeared.


Samara knows the key to finding Tobias lies with her inner demon, who has her own agenda and threatens to take over completely. But Samara isn't the only one who wants to find Tobias. His enemies are getting closer, and their plans for retribution could mean deadly consequences for Samara and her true soul mate, Caleb....

Click my Tumblr page OR the Cambion Chronicles page to read an excerpt from chapter 6.

These are some of my favorite quotes from the story. It gives you a bit of a hint of what to expect from the crazy cast of characters.  

Favorite Fading Amber quotes:


Samara: Lilith was right; there was a peace that came with not knowing, but there was also that gnawing, ferocious ache called “What the hell is going on?”

Mia: Whatever. Look, you guys do what you want—I don’t care. Just stay away from me, Sam.
Samara: Okay. I guess I’ll see you in those three classes we share! Love you! 

Evangeline: You are in love. You are going to fight and pester each other. It’s a certainty.

Samara: Sometimes, I start talking Elizabethan for no reason. 
Olivia: This sounds like a symptom of schizophrenia. If I’m not mistaken, there are psychology and mental illness books on the third aisle if you need a diagnosis.

Samara: I dreamt about you last night.
Caleb: I dream about you every night.

Caleb: Just one holiday, one night, could I just have a good time and not have someone die, end up in the hospital, or kidnapped? One fucking night!

Samara: Did Wonder Woman or Buffy have to worry about parents blowing up their phone while they were trying to save the world? Hell no! That’s what voicemail was for.


Giveaways straight ahead!

For the entire month of December there will be giveaways on GoodReads for Fading Amber, book 3 of the Cambion Chronicles. Each week one lucky winner will receive an Advance Reader’s Copy of Fading Amber in celebration of its release on December 24th.

BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE!

Post below your favorite quote/ line from any of the previous books and the person with the most creative quote will win a copy of Fading Amber. Leave your email or Twitter name below. The winner will be announced next Tuesday.

Note: “Love indulged the masochist” does not count. It’s the first line in the series and it’s what everyone uses.  Be creative! Good luck!


Monday, November 12, 2012

Burning Emerald & Fading Amber Contest



Are you a fan of the Cambion Chronicles?  Can’t wait to see what happens next? Take the fan quiz on Goodreads for a chance to win a copy of Burning Emerald & Fading Amber (books 2 & 3 of the Cambion Chronicles.) One lucky winner will answer the question: How well do you know Caleb Baker? The contest ends Monday the 19th.  The winner will be announced on my blog next Tuesday.




“I didn’t know a whole lot about him, except that he was an army brat who lived in Europe most of his life, and owned an unhealthy obsession with baked goods and bad techno music.

Caleb always held a candy bar or a doughnut in his hand when he went on his break. He also kept a coin jar under the register for every time a customer asked him if he wore contact lenses. Talk about vain!

 The way he tossed women off like used Kleenex didn’t improve my opinion of him either. But those eyes sure were strange, so I could understand the curiosity. He certainly held mine and wouldn’t let go, trapping me in that luminous and haunted gaze….” 

                                                        ~Samara, Living Violet

Warning: the quiz is timed so your score and how fast you take the quiz will determine the winner. Contest is for those who have read Living Violet. Click the links to begin.

For those who have already taken the quiz, no worries! There will be plenty more contests in the following weeks.

Good luck!
 

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