Go Edward!

Lord Withycombe and the Curse of the Pharaoh's Manicurists got offered an Amber Quill contract!

WHOOT!

I'm tickled pink and I'm sure Naomi will be when she gets up.

Blog as Someone Else Day: Charlie Doyle

Of all the moods of my beloved Edward, I dislike his sulks the most. The malarial deleriums are upsetting, but keeping him in bed and fed takes most of the worry away. The night I awoke with his hands around my throat and him shouting at me in what I must assume was gutter German is simply one of the hazards of loving a warrior whose war is over in the real world yet continues in his mind.

However, the persistant funks into which my lord can work himself, from which neither food nor drink, a ride on Oscar or kisses from me can assuage, trouble me most of all. I feel ridiculously helpless in the face of them.

He's been sulking for two days, prowling the manor house like one of his stuffed cats come to life. I'm hoping the mail, with its news of a new assignment will cheer him. It will be good to work again.

Grumpy about a character

So...
We were noodling last night and I had a brainwave: Why not an Urban Fantasy story?

It has to be het, so we decided to do something different with an Urban Fantasy (is it still UF if it takes place in the woods? we spend a lot of time in the city too). Why not make our heroine black? There is a dearth of Characters of Color, or so I hear. 8/

Why not indeed?
Except that she has no features that are definingly black. And adding them would turn her from a vague notion to a stereotype.

So what I have:
Single female, age mid 20s, pretty. Lives in a tiny apartment, works in a sisyphian office.
Bored and lonely, she goes on a camping vacation and things get wacky

There is nothing in there except her physical description that makes her black.
All I hear in my head is Harlan Ellison deriding the TV show "Julia" (about a black nurse) as "Julie Andrews in Mantan."

The thing is, we are all basically alike, if we're past a certain age: we work, shop, eat, pay bills, do housework. We amuse ourselves, sleep and get up to do it all over again.

Any help here would be hot.
Maybe she should be a member of the National African American RV Association? Or her parents were, hence why she likes camping?