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Anise Is Back! She’s Alive! Yay!

Unicorns Everywhere Are Happy.
Unicorns Everywhere Are Happy.

Hi all! (waves)

I know it’s been horribly hideously long since my last post, but I’m in three writers’ groups, and in the novel writing group, Sex and the Single Devil is due on March 25!!! But miracles still exist in our time, and it WILL be done in its entirety. It’ll be more like 60,000 words, and the reason is that it’s now the first book in a trilogy. 🙂 Death Train is actually the second one, and I’m still playing around with ideas for the title of the third. So there WILL be more posts, and most of them will be about writing and related subjects. Case in point: The next post. Y’all seriously want to read that one.

The Creepiest Photograph In the History of the World

Y’all may think you know creepy, but I’m here to tell you that you are wrong.

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You may think this is creepy.

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You may think THIS is creepy– although personally, I’m convinced that it’s more of a case of Mom being overzealous with the sewing machine and a strange sense of design.
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30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Sex and the Single Devil 9


Y’all, I am SO proud of this cover… it was a lot of work! 🙂

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“Draco Malfoy,” he said.

He put out his hand.

Ginny always avoided shaking hands if she could help it. But sometimes there was just no choice. Right now was a good example. His hand was in hers before she could do anything at all.

She tried and tried to define that moment later on, when she was alone. She never could.

She felt his skin sliding against hers. Warm and smooth. His fingers glided as if impressing their shape on hers forever, their size. ‘She was acutely aware of those fingers. A sensation ran through her like the electric shock she’d felt the week before, when she had tried to plug their ancient coffeepot into a dubious-looking outlet in the kitchenette. It was a splintering sensation. Both dull and sharp. She had found herself lying on the linoleum and staring up at the ceiling before she even knew what had happened to her.

This was like that.

And she knew that he was real.

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A/N: So here’s the original cover this was based on:

So y’all can get an idea of just how much work had to be done! 😉

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COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY (and YES! There is one):

Ginny stood on the landing and looked down at the gallery below. She had a good view of the street through the plate-glass window. The fog was starting to roll in again. A few people were walking quickly down the street, heads ducked against the promise of rain, forms not quite distinct in the changing light of a winter afternoon. Every lamppost held a vacantly grinning Santa Claus, dangling like a man hung in cheerful effigy.
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30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Sex and the Single Devil 6

Okay, I don’t have a cookie quote today, even though I wrote almost 2,000 words. Everything’s very rough right now, and it’s coming together. But I wrote Ginny’s first meeting with Draco in the mysterious mist! 🙂 And it’s coming soon. And this is my favorite cover yet!!!

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COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“Ugh,” said Ginny.

“Ugh?” asked Colin.

“Pretty much. Ugh.”

“You’ve made more coherent comments in your life,” pointed out her friend.

“That’s all I can put together right now.” Ginny stood behind the desk of the tiny collective art space and stared out the window into the rain.She felt impossibly listless. . She hadn’t been sleeping much lately, and it was the sort of drizzly day that seemed to spawn dreams.
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30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Sex and the Single Devil 4

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“The devil’s making me think about sex, Colin!” screeched Ginny.

A hush fell over the crowded library coffee shop.

Ginny buried her head in her hands. “Can I crawl into a bottomless pit now?” she asked in a muffled voice.

“Funny how those bottomless pits never open when you want them to,” mused Colin.
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