In light of NASA’s trouble with the Constellation Project and a possible end to his employment, Mr. Rochester informed me yesterday that he has a new plan for our financial future. Of course, this plan involves my labor and ideas, but who’s counting?
He informed me that I should be able to write something better than all the vampire fluff YA stuff* that is out there. He told me that instead of writing boring nonfiction books, I should just reuse an old story, slap some new mythology into it, and write a bestseller.
Sure, I said. I can do that.
The conversation then wandered into the publishing field and alternative ways to get a book published thanks to the power of the internet.
–Jane, soon to start working on a novel of fiction, tomorrow
*Mr. Rochester has a general disdain for fluffy vampires of the YA variety. He watched Twilight, but he is generally tired of seeing it EVERYWHERE. I tend to like vampire/fantasy/whatever, but we have had many conversations about how YA vampires (thanks to Meyer) are toothless. The Edwardesque vampire is gloomy and emo. We like our vampires edgy, brooding, and bad: Whedon’s version. Or perhaps you prefer Spike? Or perhaps even Jean-Claude who is definitely over-sexed but still very deadly.